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Yung Mal - Harder Than Hard Lyrics

Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga
I had to go hard
Then I found out, nigga, hard ain't hard, I had to go harder than hard, yeah
Pockets full of bands, let's march, yeah
My diamonds shine in the dark
I played my cards as they came, I didn't have spades, I only had hearts
Used to walk in the rain, I didn't have a car
Now I might ride in the Benz or the Range, they don't need a key when they start
You gon' be bigger, just stay who you are
Niggas get chances but don't everybody get chances to be big and go far to star
I got some scars, I been in them wars
Got blood in my eyes, this pain, it come out my pores
My son, he 5, I told him the world is yours
I'ma run this shit up 'til I can't no more

Huh, I talked to my son, my son called me today
He told me, he said, he said, "Daddy, I seen you in the magazine"
Hmm, shit crazy
When I was small, when I was younger, like
My mom and my dad, they, they was there, they did for me
But like I never ever seen my father in a magazine
You know what I'm sayin'?
My mama called me, huh
I remember she, she didn't even believe

I took off with this rap shit
Now I get a backend so big, can't even fit on my lap, shit
Stuck with my day one niggas like Gudda Tay beat, this clap, bitch
Not with none of the cap shit
I put my hood on the map, bitch
When I got me a sack, I ain't turn my back
I put them racks in the trap
Stood in the hood shootin' craps
Still ride around with that Drac', no cap
Up all night, no breaks, don't take no nap
I need mine, can't take no short
I spent cash for the shit that I bought
Yeah, so many racks in the vault
Stackin' this cash, I can't burn out
Just look how this shit turned out

I had to go hard
Then I found out, nigga, hard ain't hard, I had to go harder than hard, yeah
Pockets full of bands, let's march, yeah
My diamonds shine in the dark
I played my cards as they came, I didn't have spades, I only had hearts
Used to walk in the rain, I didn't have a car
Now I might ride in the Benz or the Range, they don't need a key when they start
You gon' be bigger, just stay who you are
Niggas get chances but don't everybody get chances to be big and go far to star
I got some scars, I been in them wars
Got blood in my eyes, this pain, it come out my pores
My son, he 5, I told him the world is yours
I'ma run this shit up 'til I can't no more