KE on the Track - Goin' Hard lyrics

[Hook] Im goin hard, goin hard All I used to do is rob Now im in the studio Making this music sh** my job And dese n***as so soft They then let me in the door I ain't gotta rap no more Labels knocking at my door Im goin hard, goin hard All I used to do is rob Now im in the studio Makin this music sh** my job And dese n***as so soft They then let me in the door I ain't gotta rap no more Labels knocking at my door [Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] Im tired of playing wit dese n***as Dese n***as act like b**hes Im tired of f**ing dese b**hes I need me a mistress Wear a scarf around my head like a Taliban Loud got me so high, Looking Like Im from Japan See, me and my n***as rob the Venetian stores And I got a couple guns you ain't seen Before They like "Oh my God, you den let him in the door" And every n***a b**h dont want to f** with him no more I can't blame em doe, n***a I dont want your ho I can't, I can't blame her doe n***a I dont want your ho b**hes Double G we going to be the same for life I swear I been supposed to die, They ain't aim it right [Hook] [Verse 2: Shy Glizzy] Im in the studio Writing, writing all night Me And you ain't Vibin n***a do you want to fight Check my street credit I got tiger stripes My bullets leave wounds that look like tiger bites I got .30 in my denim and I ain't scared to bust them n***as think Im gonna friend em, but me I'm like f** 'em Couple n***as said Im A b**h Couple n***as did a diss On my father grave them couple n***as ain't gone do sh** I be all out in these clubs, all out in theses streets People walk to me and say I run DC I say Im the future, the Future of the Nation Every single thing I do is history in the making [Hook] I got my mask on and im tipping Wa**up with you pimping No Im not your Homie, do I look like the Simpsons My Glock loaded Im riding Based on me he Jiving We out here surviving, you touch my d** You buy it Im a young street n***a, Lord OG Streets Hottest Youngin, everybody know me b**h im from the Yo, I say it on every song I f** a n***a ho she scream my name out on every moan Your head in the car, my seat leaned back Her a** on the dash and her head in my lap A n***a stabbed me where it say Glizzy at God Ain't want me, he said I ain't have A Milli Yet [Hook]