J. Randall
J. Randall - Go Hard songtekst
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Hey, the sun don't shine forever But as long as it's here I might as well stay in the weather Better now than never Right on my feet as a feather I'm pop of the night Cause tonight I'm feeling clever, let's go To my label I'm a great white pipe I got a pen and a pad and one night life, night life It's 3 am in the morning, I've finished recording Until I get a hit and I'm touring People over when you're at the top I'm watching flow from the nose bleeds When does it stop? It casts a shadow, bigger than Colorado I'm here to move mountains, The question is how go, how go? I know I'm capable of it The golden boy man the bell I can touch it I shoot a Russian, I'm in the oven Cooking some new shit up by the dozen Go harder, go boom mama, Go hard, I will get that money until my heart stops Push it to the limit, I know I'm gonna be on stop I'ma keep pulling until the beat drop I'm a dog and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, And I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog Yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Thought I would make it when I signed the G But... is for the blast my records are on leak So they produced in they ain't produce it They button pushers and I know they love the movement ... robin, there ain't no stopping I keep club hopping, the scene what's popping ... records man give me a break I'm the best you'll ever have, a brand new Drake A millie, a millie, I know that they feel me Do it till it kill me, just know that I'm one in a millie I'm... biggest mistake... Die hard,... die hard And I'ma smash every girl like my name is Tiger I'm keep doing tll the... says, doctor please Go harder, go boom mama, Go hard, I will get that money until my heart stops Push it to the limit, I know I'm gonna be on stop I'ma keep pulling until the beat drop I'm a dog and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, And I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog Yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah I wouldn't be here today if I didn't believed ... your dream... Some think easy... cause you control your destiny You put on for the city I put on for the count Hey, hey, hey You do it for the fame but I do it for the crowd Yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah One day, one day, one day One day on the road, stacking up money up to the ceiling I'm chilling, not worry about hurting nobody's feelings My records dealing, got me counting them dollars, no cubical Or blue collar Go harder, go boom mama, Go hard, I will get that money until my heart stops Push it to the limit, I know I'm gonna be on stop I'ma keep pulling until the beat drop I'm a dog and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, And I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog Yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah