[Chorus: Sam James, Moneybagg Yo]
Shit gets hard, I was goin' through it
I was workin' three jobs, I was goin' through it
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it
Had my back against the wall, but you know I do it
Shit gets hard, I was goin' through it (Through it)
I was workin' three jobs, I was goin' through it (I swear)
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it (Yeah, yeah)
Had my back against the wall, but you know I do it
Like ay-ya-ya-ya
I was on the edge like nah-nah-nah-nah
I was left for dead like ay-ya-ya-ya
Voices in my head sayin' nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Broke in the trap like it's a job
Same fit for three days (I ain't change)
I made my first ten thousand off a prepaid (Ask my cousin)
Pull up, surprise you with that five like it's your bday (Hop out, brr)
All my niggas stand up on business like a briefcase (Shoot it)
You just see me shine now
Don't know what I been through
Can't let 'em know you broke
They tried to use that shit against you (Oh)
Real is real
Still the same nigga when I ain't have a penny (Oh)
Label me a boss
I accept my losses like my winnings
Two hundred a gig, on demand like Xfinity (Bag)
Nigga ain't gettin' no money, that a red flag or penalty (Haha)
Pipe down, you ain't rich enough to be my enemy (No)
Life ain't been all good but it's finna be (For real)
Shit gets hard, I was goin' through it
I was workin' three jobs, I was goin' through it
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it
Had my back against the wall, but you know I do it
Shit gets hard, I was goin' through it (Through it)
I was workin' three jobs, I was goin' through it (I swear)
Had a hole in my heart like a bullet through it (Yeah, yeah)
Had my back against the wall, but you know I do it
Like ay-ya-ya-ya
I was on the edge like nah-nah-nah-nah
I was left for dead like ay-ya-ya-ya
Voices in my head sayin' nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Broke in the trap like it's a job
Same fit for three days (I ain't change)
I made my first ten thousand off a prepaid (Ask my cousin)
Pull up, surprise you with that five like it's your bday (Hop out, brr)
All my niggas stand up on business like a briefcase (Shoot it)
You just see me shine now
Don't know what I been through
Can't let 'em know you broke
They tried to use that shit against you (Oh)
Real is real
Still the same nigga when I ain't have a penny (Oh)
Label me a boss
I accept my losses like my winnings
Two hundred a gig, on demand like Xfinity (Bag)
Nigga ain't gettin' no money, that a red flag or penalty (Haha)
Pipe down, you ain't rich enough to be my enemy (No)
Life ain't been all good but it's finna be (For real)
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