TerminallyILLMusic - I'm Goin Hard lyrics

1st verse This that sick whip, kickflip el toro while flipin bricks type sh** Don't lip stick over chapped lips, cuz real n***as notice it and its nasty b**h Take time, unwind, f** the TV model dimes, drinking fine wine while posing for NY times This is yo time to shine. Sit back and recline, relax yo mind everything will be fine. We got till 9. Party on the eastside What's poppin slime? Nothin5, just outcha doin the same grind. These feebal grinds can't compare to a Krooks grind We doin over time, no 9-5. You feel me sly? Don't say hi unless you know me ight! Tired of these fly mamis seein I'm gettin mines . s**in dick to apologize? Oh God why is this life? He said the devil is a lie. So never lose the promises in your eyes Imma keep it live Never stop till I die make sure i dont die while I'm alive I gots to go for mines, but I wanna make sure my families sittin nice. Aiden uncle stefys gotcha no lie, that's a Brooklyn to Bronx connection who be f**in wit it? Not you son Fall back with all the ra ra sh**, you ain't brolic kid. More like shrimp wit fried rice, take yo a** to flushing with the bull sh** you spittin. Koreans might cook up what you dishin Stop lurkin for the best kicks SB is it! No Nike but SB nice dig. That's dat wavya** skateboard kid that's bout his gully business! Now listen to the choirs as we go into a short intermission. Cuz I don't think y'all where comprehending the knowledge I be dropping. Dumb mothaf**as (choirs) I'm back up on da block With my n***as spittin I'll sh** I'm goin hard!! Every dolla I'mma make it That's word to my moms I'm goin hard!! 2nd Verse Son I'm to sick, double backflip, b**h I'm fresh, outcast type Palm Beach is my yard, Brooklyn is where I was born, beast coast reppin! Who be f**in wit? Skate addict, f** an intervention, mortitionist to you rap n***a, put yo body 6 feet, never shed a tear n***a f** yo gold chains, mint fur, unnecessary bull sh**, I plan to get Guap like Sean did-did combs to you nappy a** n***as. Get them knots outcha done, And nod yo head in agreement, just like a b**h given dome This that Bruce lee flow. Y'all see my size, think I got no fighting pride, but it's like boom! Pow! Surprise! Put yo a** in a coma, yo eyes roll over d**h is at yo shoulda, yo body grows colder, dude I hate to say it but I told ya! SB is at the top n***a!