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letra de goin hard - money man

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[intro]
(windygothits)
(smoke and angel)

[chorus]
i’m goin’ hard, i got them cards
this is a ram in my garage
i got them loads in my garage
n-ggas ain’t real, they a mirage
i caught a play at the montage
then i pulled off inside a dodge
i am not broke, i keep a wad
i’m on an island, i hit a pawg
i bought the maybach just for the fall
i got her number and i never call
get off a flight and i tear down a mall
hop in a b-tch and i tear down her walls
f-ck a long bid, i’ma shoot at the law
f-ck a long bid, i’ma bond out tomorrow
f-ck a long sentence, i’ll go on the run
i got that zaza polluting my lungs

[verse]
dirty ass money polluting my funds
fifties and hundreds, i don’t do ones
i know she a thot, she not a nun
she finna blow me just like a gun
first class flight, i just went to kailua
already shining, i don’t need no jeweler
ice cube wrist, i don’t need no cooler
runnin’ to the check, let me lace up my pumas
runnin’ to the check, let me lace up my louis
i took a broad in from saint louis
x-men hundreds, they blue like beast
so my pockets, they got them mutants
russian ak came straight from putin
fakin’ out the fbi, n-gga, i’m jukin’
everything legal, this weed i’m juicing
i ain’t buy her sh-t, so she callin’ me frugal
had to cut the b-tch off, she was too stupid
n-gga, i’ma shoot just like porziņģis
n-gga, i’ma shoot just like i’m luka
sometimes i meditate just like buddha
i don’t f-ck around, i’ll do a n-gga gruesome
got at least ten different broads in houston
these n-ggas ain’t got drive, they useless
everything i put my mind to, i’m doin’
i don’t need features, they’ll f-ck up my music
everything free on me from boostin’
sing to a bad b-tch, n-gga, i’m croonin’
burned down the cp spot, i’m movin’
burned out a laptop, n-gga, i’m focused
ridin’ in a double r, n-gga, i’m ghost-ing
clean ass b-tch, yeah, n-gga, i’m soakin’
ridin’ with a top model, yeah, she a trophy

[chorus]
i’m goin’ hard, i got them cards
this is a ram in my garage
i got them loads in my garage
n-ggas ain’t real, they a mirage
i caught a play at the montage
then i pulled off inside a dodge
i am not broke, i keep a wad
i’m on an island, i hit a pawg
i bought the maybach just for the fall
i got her number and i never call
get off a flight and i tear down a mall
hop in a b-tch and i tear down her walls
f-ck a long bid, i’ma shoot at the law
f-ck a long bid, i’ma bond out tomorrow
f-ck a long sentence, i’ll go on the run
i got that zaza polluting my lungs

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