歌手:Migos
专辑:《Streets On Lock 4》

You told me to give it up my nıgga
Now you wanna hop on the bus my nıgga
You see me ballin' now you finna rush my nıgga
I'm feelin like Hammer, can't touch my nıgga
Real nıggas made the trap house bump my nıgga
That's what I call Trap Funk my nıgga
Looking like a young James Brown in the kitchen
We all like Bobby, everybody loves Whitney
Came in the game, can't trust these bıtches
But everybody wanna fall in love with these bıtches
Run from on the Nawf, take a hoe and make a million
Make a basic bıtch feel like Hillary Clinton
Let's talk about the rapper swagger jagger nıggas
Put the powder on my hand so I can smack a nıgga
I had powder on my hand before the rapping nıgga
On the Nawf turned the bando to a mansion nıgga
Million dollar cash in the duffel
Million dollar man got muscle
It's a whole pound in the plastic
Gotta pay for 'fore you snatch it
Grandmama died, momma cried a million times
Pistol Pete died, still cried a million times
Life paid off all these hard ass years
Money don't change, but the money change bills
Hey, it was so hard (Life was so hard)
Damn, life was so hard (Life was so hard)
It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Fucc, life was so hard (Life was so hard)
Life was so hard I prayed to God
Shıt weren't good everyday nıgga I had it hard
Quit sprinting out the crib running from 12 dropping the cars
I have been through the jungle and forest, came out with no scar
Remember the day at momma house sleep
Quavo woke me up in my sleep
Had one Jordan on his feet
We tripping, looking out for the police
He said not only did I lose my shoe, lost my ID
Take you back about a year ago, trapping it at the bando
Way before nıggas begin using the Migos flow
When my pockets was hurting I had to kick a door
Or found a way to get benjamins was the motto
I go to sleep, I was dreaming about hitting the lotto
Wake up in reality, he gotta get every dollar
You told me to give it up, but watch how you gon' follow
Nıggas that talking they gon' holla
Brush the dirt off my collar
Get back to the guala
Yea nıggas, still Juug Season (You forgot)
Errbody know we got No Label (Independent nıgga)
We came in as Young Rich Nıggas
One man down but nobody can replace him (Offset)
I don't fear nobody, only my creator (God)
Ain't no pray to nobody only my savior
I don't fucc with none of you nıggas 'cause you fugazy
Life's hard life is whatever you make it
Hey, it was so hard (Life was so hard)
Damn, life was so hard (Life was so hard)
It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Fucc, life was so hard (Life was so hard)