smarter not harder

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smarter not harder

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Lyrics from Snippet [Chorus] T-ha, what I say? These n**gas work way harder than me, baby, but I'm just smarter I've got a bitch in the six, I'm dunking that shit just like Vince Carter Know when shit get fishy, no, we ain't pressin', test the waters, t-ha I get love back home, she make me just like my father There's this one lil' chick that want me to beat, but I can't bother I just love them beats, just speak on pain and all my sorrow Threes be fours in disguise, I'm finna start callin' these n**gas Roger This bitch keep gettin' on my nerves, sayin', "That's just not my problem" 5.56 green tip hit him, and he gon' need a doctor Up that switch and make these n**gas play dead, just like a possum I've probably spent fifty K this year alone, I'm stuck gettin' pasta She like, "Dreadheads do it the best," well, come and join this roster, ha She tryna make a movie, well, go ahead and call me Kevin Costner I spent twenty K on these guns, you really think that we boxin'? Some of my n**gas really animals, they're apes and foxes Put that .45 to his melon and knock him out his conscience She want dick tomorrow, I said okay, but I can't promise You not my baddest bitch, if I said that, then I'd be lying, t-ha She's tryna hurt my feelings, ha, babygirl, thanks for tryin' My n**gas mixin' shit up, like they got a thing for science This a bad bitch party, bring your friends, you're all invited Once you get your [?] this shit gon' always get divided I've been rich for years, just chasin' my dreams as if I'm dyin' [Bridge] Crazy to think I got this far with a mic and a lil' recordin' T-ha, if I'm being honest All that shit I've started, I could be your father A lot of y'all n**gas be bitches, I wouldn't even call you my daughters [Chorus] T-ha, what I say? These n**gas work way harder than me, baby, but I'm just smarter I've got a bitch in the six, I'm dunking that shit just like Vince Carter Know when shit get fishy, no, we ain't pressin', test the waters, t-ha I get love back home, she make me just like my father There's this one lil' chick that want me to beat, but I can't bother I just love them beats, just speak on pain and all my sorrow Threes be fours in disguise, I'm finna start callin' these n**gas Roger This bitch keep gettin' on my nerves, sayin', "That's just not my problem" 5.56 green tip hit him, and he gon' need a doctor Up that switch and make these n**gas play dead, just like a possum I've probably spent fifty K this year alone, I'm stuck gettin' pasta She like, "Dreadheads do it the best," well, come and join this roster, ha She tryna make a movie, well, go ahead and call me Kevin Costner I spent twenty K on these guns, you really think that we boxin'? Some of my n**gas really animals, they're apes and foxes Put that .45 to his melon and knock him out his conscience She want dick tomorrow, I said okay, but I can't promise You not my baddest bitch, if I said that, then I'd be lying, t-ha She's tryna hurt my feelings, ha, babygirl, thanks for tryin' My n**gas mixin' shit up, like they got a thing for science This a bad bitch party, bring your friends, you're all invited Once you get your [?] this shit gon' always get divided I've been rich two years, just chasin' my dreams as if I'm dyin'

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