Hardest To Do It lyrics

by

Kanye West


[Intro]
For real man, you know, Westside all day, you feel me? You know I'm from the Westside man, I'm from the West Coast, I'm from the world baby. Yeah man. Young n*gga from Berkeley. Im a O.G. now though. I'm a O.G. out here, man that sh*t crazy. A n*gga done grew up fast. But I'm f*cking a lot of these b*tches though, so that keep me straight. I'ma tell you n*ggas what's up though. Real boss money sh*t. Know what I'm saying?

[Verse 1]
I'm the hardest rapper to do it
Rap or moving, them b*tches up
I slow talk, I speak on things that need patience
I'ma tax these n*ggas, for player hating
That's for real now, f*ck them boys
I'm a rob a rapper, automatic, with that hammer
n*ggas keep sleeping, but I'm no mattress
Half a million dollars, that's under the matt-
Ress. My chin strapped n*gga
So every time you see me, I'ma boomerang, catch a clip
Hundred grand show, that's a thing you will never get
Unsigned, f*ck you, big techs, big clips
Sold zips, sold pounds, n*ggas snitched behind walls
Getting phony contracts, wanna act different now
Should have killed you back then, emotions in my right hand
If I cry tonight, some b*tches gon' die tonight
Still with that bang-bang, yeah that f*cking color
Anybody in your way, them n*ggas getting ran over
I feel every n*gga, but I don't f*ck with them
I donate some money, bet you won't catch me now
n*ggas plotting on the boss, it's an early Thanksgiving
n*ggas asking for some favors, b*tch never copped from me
So how you gonna know? That you n*ggas ain't informants?
Guns in the house like I interviewed the artist (Peter Gunz)
What's up Peter Gunz? I still see the guns
So any n*gga seeing me best believe he seeing one
And if you can't look, best believe you'll see it coming
I stay coming up like my baggy jeans is flooded
Huh, you n*ggas is hating
Man you losing the summer, all winter my n*ggas ball
Like training camp coming, we make you n*ggas ball
You n*ggas need Rogaine, you don't got no game
Clapping up the whole thang, we zipping up four planes
I push that line every day
f*ck suckers man, that's the words of the day
Come play with me, I'ma tie up your bae
This is B-A-E and b*tch where the safe?
Lil B naive? Even the world not safe
I'm coming with the gun, and I'm like, where the case?
Infrared, green, take a n*ggas safe
[Outro]
Know what I'm saying? Coming with that lick, know what I'm saying? We want that baby. I want that lick. Straight up
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