HARD 2 MISS

Yeat

Everybody yeah, mama told me, "That boy Yeat in the stars, it's hard to miss 'em" Way up in the sky, he talking to God It's hard to miss 'em He be flying with birds, I swear to God (Brr) , it's hard to miss 'em Ride with my twizzies and the Bizzies, right behind, boy, they wildin' Yeah, why you ask me questions? Bitch I told you how I'm livin' Whole lot of Ecstasy in my system Whole lot of chains, Elliante, boy I pissed 'em (Pissed 'em) Whole lot of diamonds on that boy It's hard to miss 'em (Shine) My mama told 'em, "That boy Yeat in the stars, it's hard to miss 'em" (O oh) I be so high in the sky, yeah, I'm a missile (O oh) I said I'd quit the Pеrcs, it's been one day I already miss 'em I can't gеt realer than the shit I'm telling you now, bitch, i'm spillin' (O oh) i off the truce Stuck now with the times I thought 'bout killing (yeah, yeah) Myself and somebody else 'cause I got problems the world seen too many Goated rappers drop dead, that's fed I can't be another one of them So I'ma go up instead (High) But I worry, when I go up Won't it get worse? (Money) More money coming in mean more Percs (What?) Yeah, I've been at the edge I've been at the edge (Whip it) I've been at the edge I've been shippin' the Percs, the edge All I need is more cash All I need is more whips All I need is more bags All I need is way more bitches to Eat me up in this Maybach Yeah, and I lie to these kids, just be Capping online, but they do what they make I can say that (Hold up, woah) I never felt this rich Too much on my mind, I'm finna chill (yeah) Finna lay back with this Wock' Crack this seal Finna get a lil' lazy, finna get a lil' crazy (yeah) finna get a lil' wicked in my texts Finna get a lil' brazy Man, lil' shawty hate me (yeah) Bad bitch tried to play me She must think I'm dumb or something (Why?) They done seen the kid blow Up like I'm Osama son (yeah) I heard the realest shit You said, realest, yeah, the one (Realest) When I'm high you can hear my soul You can hear it come out they mamas She eat my dick like candy, yeah, mambas My brother just scored on a whole Lot of pints, juice, yeah, jamba (yeah, Jamba Juice) Everybody yeah, mama told me, "That boy Yeat in the stars, it's hard to miss 'em" Way up in the sky, he talking to God It's hard to miss 'em He be flying with birds, I swear to God (Brr) , it's hard to miss 'em Ride with my twizzies and the Bizzies, right behind, boy, they wildin' Yeah, why you ask me questions? Bitch I told you how I'm livin' Whole lot of Ecstasy in my system Whole lot of chains, Elliante, boy I pissed 'em (Pissed 'em) Whole lot of diamonds on that boy It's hard to miss 'em (Shine) My mama told 'em, "That boy Yeat in the stars, it's hard to miss 'em" (O oh) I be so high in the sky, yeah, I'm a missile (O oh) I said I'd quit the Percs, it's been one day I already miss 'em I can't get realer than the shit I'm telling you now, bitch, i'm spillin' (O oh) i off the truce Stuck now with the times I thought 'bout killing (yeah, yeah) Myself and somebody else 'cause I got problems the world seen too many Goated rappers drop dead, that's fed I can't be another one of them So I'ma go up instead (High) But I worry, when I go up Won't it get worse? (Money) More money coming in mean more Percs (What?) Yeah, I've been at the edge I've been at the edge (Whip it) I've been at the edge I've been shippin' the Percs, the edge

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