Future - Hard lyrics

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Future - Hard lyrics

Aye, This some real la familia sh** ya nah mean We pa** that sh** Yeah we pa** the bullsh** Money on top of money n***a, the conversation Errthangs a dolla sign Extravagant lifestlyle I got bad b**hes, b**h so bad She harder than a dime Finna drop the deuce in forward Try to scratch a hard nine If you trying to find these shoes They gonn be hard for you to find Rocking presidential rollies, it ain't hard to tell time I had my ups, I had my downs In my lifetime, committing crimes I'm chasing paper everyday And it ain't hard to see I grind I'm turning up, I'm turning up It's gonna be hard to turn me down I'm a motherf**in' star and it ain't hard for me to shine (straight up) Papi got dem packs he bout to turn up with dem bands Catch some diamonds in your face, if you look over he ain't glance 100 racks in all hundreds, tryna stuff em in my pants I'ma make a movie on you, any time I get a chance She gonn smash the crew and I don't have to give her no advance Just to be in Future presence, she do everything I'm sayin She love the kid, I swear this girl my biggest fan I does it big, I take the gwap and make a fan (let's turn up) I'm in your city with them real n***as whipping work up I'm gnarly and I'da call me a wave, surfer I'm solar system high, you know I'm faded, off purple My shoe game k**in these n***as, murder I got bad b**hes, b**h so bad She harder than a dime Finna drop the deuce in forward Try to scratch a hard nine If you trying to find these shoes They gonn be hard for you to find Rocking presidential rollies, it ain't hard to tell time I had my ups, I had my downs In my lifetime, committing crimes I'm chasing paper everyday And it ain't hard to see I grind I'm turning up, I'm turning up It's gonna be hard to turn me down I'm a motherf**in star and it ain't hard for me to shine (straight up) They say I'm screwed up, and I've been leanin all weekend With yo girlfriend, loving the crew, The Weeknd The new Giuseppe's, I had to purchase by the bundle Them presidential Benz's, you can tell I'm doing numbers They jocked a n***a style and they had turned me to a monster I was swaggign to the max, I had to turn it to some commas It f**ed wit me a second, got it right back out the jungle I'm eatin five-star dinners, living like my n***a Stunna Get some cash n***a, get some fetti get some lumber Make it rain money, make it hurricane, thunder Running to the check, while the check steady coming I ain't gotta flex, cause I'm really getting money. I got bad b**hes, b**h so bad She harder than a dime Finna drop the deuce in forward Try to scratch a hard nine If you trying to find these shoes They gonn be hard for you to find Rocking presidential rollies, it ain't hard to tell time I had my ups, I had my downs In my lifetime, committing crimes I'm chasing paper everyday And it ain't hard to see I grind I'm turning up, I'm turning up It's gonna be hard to turn me down I'm a motherf**ing star and it ain't hard for me to shine