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HARD KNOCK Video (MV)




Performed By: Vintage
Language: English
Length: 1:36
Written by: Vintagé .




Vintage - HARD KNOCK Lyrics




Why the f*ck you sitting here believing niggas?
These boys telling fairy tales
If she friendly I aint leaving with her
You not for me, but I wish you well
Got a hundred mother f*cking chains on me
In the club dancing with the devil
Spent half a band on these Margiela's
So you know I got to watch my step
Pushing 200 on the gas pedal
Let the mother f*cking engine rev
Had to leave the stu for a long time
I've been having f*cking writers block
Cant way to say "this shit all mine"
I'm tired of living like a hard knock

Got a bad bitch sitting up stairs
She walk around with no pants on
She a freak, but look so innocent
I told shorty come dance on me
My whole team f*cking all stars
I don't f*ck with no bench warmers
If the prods don't wanna send me beats
Imma cook up in the George Forman
With the twin, and we matching Za
Now I'm walking round like a damn zombie
Insomniac I cant sleep, I been up since like 5 prolly?
Shorty said she got to work in the morning
So I took her down to the lobby
Only f*ck with like 5 niggas, so don't ask me bout no damn body!

No I dont f*ck with them, no I dont f*ck with you or yo lil bro
He act out I'm punching him
Slammed em to the ground now its blood all on the floor
I know when I drop this shit
All these underground niggas is gone tryna steal my flow
Cut shit Randy Cunningham
I'm a fruit ninja and that boy an annoying orange
Been bringing that money in
All the cars I drive is fast and they gone be foreign's
Best believe I'm sonning them
All the labels gone f*cking see how I influence
Don't do lovey dovey shit
I gave one girl my heart and then she blew it
Will I ever love again?
Re-experience heart break boy I cant go through it
I'm sitting here thumbing through these checks right now nigga

Why the f*ck you sitting here believing niggas?
These boys telling fairy tales
If she friendly I aint leaving with her
You not for me, but I wish you well
Got a hundred mother f*cking chains on me
In the club dancing with the devil
Spent half a band on these Margiela's
So you know I got to watch my step
Pushing 200 on the gas pedal
Let the mother f*cking engine rev
Had to leave the stu for a long time
I've been having f*cking writers block
Cant way to say "this shit all mine"
I'm tired of living like a hard knock
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Why the f*ck you sitting here believing niggas?
These boys telling fairy tales
If she friendly I aint leaving with her
You not for me, but I wish you well
Got a hundred mother f*cking chains on me
In the club dancing with the devil
Spent half a band on these Margiela's
So you know I got to watch my step
Pushing 200 on the gas pedal
Let the mother f*cking engine rev
Had to leave the stu for a long time
I've been having f*cking writers block
Cant way to say "this shit all mine"
I'm tired of living like a hard knock

Got a bad bitch sitting up stairs
She walk around with no pants on
She a freak, but look so innocent
I told shorty come dance on me
My whole team f*cking all stars
I don't f*ck with no bench warmers
If the prods don't wanna send me beats
Imma cook up in the George Forman
With the twin, and we matching Za
Now I'm walking round like a damn zombie
Insomniac I cant sleep, I been up since like 5 prolly?
Shorty said she got to work in the morning
So I took her down to the lobby
Only f*ck with like 5 niggas, so don't ask me bout no damn body!

No I dont f*ck with them, no I dont f*ck with you or yo lil bro
He act out I'm punching him
Slammed em to the ground now its blood all on the floor
I know when I drop this shit
All these underground niggas is gone tryna steal my flow
Cut shit Randy Cunningham
I'm a fruit ninja and that boy an annoying orange
Been bringing that money in
All the cars I drive is fast and they gone be foreign's
Best believe I'm sonning them
All the labels gone f*cking see how I influence
Don't do lovey dovey shit
I gave one girl my heart and then she blew it
Will I ever love again?
Re-experience heart break boy I cant go through it
I'm sitting here thumbing through these checks right now nigga

Why the f*ck you sitting here believing niggas?
These boys telling fairy tales
If she friendly I aint leaving with her
You not for me, but I wish you well
Got a hundred mother f*cking chains on me
In the club dancing with the devil
Spent half a band on these Margiela's
So you know I got to watch my step
Pushing 200 on the gas pedal
Let the mother f*cking engine rev
Had to leave the stu for a long time
I've been having f*cking writers block
Cant way to say "this shit all mine"
I'm tired of living like a hard knock
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Writer: Vintagé .
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