[Chorus: Tyga]
Man I go hard, live young, die alone
Too many bad bitches, I don’t ever check my phone
I ball hard, man I’m in my zone
YMC king, sitting on the throne
My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I’m gone
Everything with me right, if you don’t fuck with me then you wrong
I ball hard, man I’m in my zone
Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own
[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
We go hard nigga, way harder than yall niggas
Find me up in the mall nigga, probably blowin racks on your broad nigga
Tryna heat it up, all on my D Wade shit
New kicks, can’t find, he’s an East Bay bitch
Got a daughter now, gotta make my daughter proud
In Ohio, do you know how much respect I get?
Got here all by myself
With no assistance, with no help
Pretty’s giving all these new rappers so much height
When these motherfuckers ain’t even done nothin yet
Last week I made 100 flat
I’m sellin out shows, I was in Japan
They don’t even speak my language
But the motherfuckers know who I am
Niggas cryin broke on that TO shit
Man west flow, I’m on my CEO shit
All this gold I got on me, don’t I look like C3PO bitch?
(Hey, look at me)
Mind on my cheddar, I got paper on my mind
Murda rappers for a living and you next up in line
In equisals with a bitch, then you know that she a diamond
All it take is one call, so don’t you get outta line (sucka!)
We getting it, now what the fuck yall doin?
Cash money, young money, bitch we fuckin do it
Man I go hard, live young, die alone
Too many bad bitches, I don’t ever check my phone
I ball hard, man I’m in my zone
YMC king, sitting on the throne
My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I’m gone
Everything with me right, if you don’t fuck with me then you wrong
I ball hard, man I’m in my zone
Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own
[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
We go hard nigga, way harder than yall niggas
Find me up in the mall nigga, probably blowin racks on your broad nigga
Tryna heat it up, all on my D Wade shit
New kicks, can’t find, he’s an East Bay bitch
Got a daughter now, gotta make my daughter proud
In Ohio, do you know how much respect I get?
Got here all by myself
With no assistance, with no help
Pretty’s giving all these new rappers so much height
When these motherfuckers ain’t even done nothin yet
Last week I made 100 flat
I’m sellin out shows, I was in Japan
They don’t even speak my language
But the motherfuckers know who I am
Niggas cryin broke on that TO shit
Man west flow, I’m on my CEO shit
All this gold I got on me, don’t I look like C3PO bitch?
(Hey, look at me)
Mind on my cheddar, I got paper on my mind
Murda rappers for a living and you next up in line
In equisals with a bitch, then you know that she a diamond
All it take is one call, so don’t you get outta line (sucka!)
We getting it, now what the fuck yall doin?
Cash money, young money, bitch we fuckin do it
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