They wishing hard days
But I still got to grind
Pimping ain't easy
People who need me
Got too much shit on my mind
Trynna cop a glock
And a lil semi
Cause I got niggas who envy
Imma run up the block
Busting at some opps
Cause these niggas really be feigning
Imma run up the bag
Doing the dash
These niggas acting like they don't see me
They thought I was last
But that was the past
Silho up next i can feel it
You pussies can laugh
Butt I got a bag
Put a price on you call that drilling
But don't feel too bad
Cause I'm finna pass
Trail on the beat he gone kill it
Get to them racks
Got to stack
Got to grind
Bitch I'm with the gang
Smoking gas right now
Pass me the lighter
I'm finna roll
My drip cost alot
Plus I'm hot like a stove
Yea I keep that fire
The whole gang keep them poles
You can't tell me stop
Cause I'm off these drugs
I'm gone blow pressure
I don't give a f*ck
Talk shit out your mouth
We gone end it right there
Tongue on her cat
Stuff that dick in her guts
Thumb through a bag
Then I smack on her butt
They know I bring pressure
I don't give a f*ck
It is what it is
Man f*ck what it was
Nigga run up like he a crash dummy
Click
Clat
Fow
Plus my niggas do something
Y'all pussy niggas weak
Y'all ain't one hundred
Can't no bitch nigga
Say he took shit from me
Break in your crib
And take all of your shit
Got a bad bitch
Yea She sucking my dick
All of my niggas we toting them clips
Smoking that gas coming straight out a zip
Pull up (Fa Fa)
In a mini van
Cooking up hot shit
Like the bakers man
Leave a nigga wrapped up
Like a Taliban
You the little engine that could
I'm the one that can
They wishing hard days
But I still got to grind
Pimping ain't easy
People who need me
Got too much shit on my mind
Trynna cop a glock
And a lil semi
Cause I got niggas who envy
Imma run up the block
Busting at some opps
Cause these niggas really be feigning
Imma run up the bag
Doing the dash
These niggas acting like they don't see me
They thought I was last
But that was the past
Silho up next I can feel it
You pussies can laugh
Butt I got a bag
Put a price on you call that drilling
But don't feel too bad
Cause I'm finna pass
Trail on the beat he gone kill it
Yung Silho - (Intro) Hard Days [feat. Lil Trail] Lyrics
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They wishing hard days
But I still got to grind
Pimping ain't easy
People who need me
Got too much shit on my mind
Trynna cop a glock
And a lil semi
Cause I got niggas who envy
Imma run up the block
Busting at some opps
Cause these niggas really be feigning
Imma run up the bag
Doing the dash
These niggas acting like they don't see me
They thought I was last
But that was the past
Silho up next i can feel it
You pussies can laugh
Butt I got a bag
Put a price on you call that drilling
But don't feel too bad
Cause I'm finna pass
Trail on the beat he gone kill it
Get to them racks
Got to stack
Got to grind
Bitch I'm with the gang
Smoking gas right now
Pass me the lighter
I'm finna roll
My drip cost alot
Plus I'm hot like a stove
Yea I keep that fire
The whole gang keep them poles
You can't tell me stop
Cause I'm off these drugs
I'm gone blow pressure
I don't give a f*ck
Talk shit out your mouth
We gone end it right there
Tongue on her cat
Stuff that dick in her guts
Thumb through a bag
Then I smack on her butt
They know I bring pressure
I don't give a f*ck
It is what it is
Man f*ck what it was
Nigga run up like he a crash dummy
Click
Clat
Fow
Plus my niggas do something
Y'all pussy niggas weak
Y'all ain't one hundred
Can't no bitch nigga
Say he took shit from me
Break in your crib
And take all of your shit
Got a bad bitch
Yea She sucking my dick
All of my niggas we toting them clips
Smoking that gas coming straight out a zip
Pull up (Fa Fa)
In a mini van
Cooking up hot shit
Like the bakers man
Leave a nigga wrapped up
Like a Taliban
You the little engine that could
I'm the one that can
They wishing hard days
But I still got to grind
Pimping ain't easy
People who need me
Got too much shit on my mind
Trynna cop a glock
And a lil semi
Cause I got niggas who envy
Imma run up the block
Busting at some opps
Cause these niggas really be feigning
Imma run up the bag
Doing the dash
These niggas acting like they don't see me
They thought I was last
But that was the past
Silho up next I can feel it
You pussies can laugh
Butt I got a bag
Put a price on you call that drilling
But don't feel too bad
Cause I'm finna pass
Trail on the beat he gone kill it
But I still got to grind
Pimping ain't easy
People who need me
Got too much shit on my mind
Trynna cop a glock
And a lil semi
Cause I got niggas who envy
Imma run up the block
Busting at some opps
Cause these niggas really be feigning
Imma run up the bag
Doing the dash
These niggas acting like they don't see me
They thought I was last
But that was the past
Silho up next i can feel it
You pussies can laugh
Butt I got a bag
Put a price on you call that drilling
But don't feel too bad
Cause I'm finna pass
Trail on the beat he gone kill it
Get to them racks
Got to stack
Got to grind
Bitch I'm with the gang
Smoking gas right now
Pass me the lighter
I'm finna roll
My drip cost alot
Plus I'm hot like a stove
Yea I keep that fire
The whole gang keep them poles
You can't tell me stop
Cause I'm off these drugs
I'm gone blow pressure
I don't give a f*ck
Talk shit out your mouth
We gone end it right there
Tongue on her cat
Stuff that dick in her guts
Thumb through a bag
Then I smack on her butt
They know I bring pressure
I don't give a f*ck
It is what it is
Man f*ck what it was
Nigga run up like he a crash dummy
Click
Clat
Fow
Plus my niggas do something
Y'all pussy niggas weak
Y'all ain't one hundred
Can't no bitch nigga
Say he took shit from me
Break in your crib
And take all of your shit
Got a bad bitch
Yea She sucking my dick
All of my niggas we toting them clips
Smoking that gas coming straight out a zip
Pull up (Fa Fa)
In a mini van
Cooking up hot shit
Like the bakers man
Leave a nigga wrapped up
Like a Taliban
You the little engine that could
I'm the one that can
They wishing hard days
But I still got to grind
Pimping ain't easy
People who need me
Got too much shit on my mind
Trynna cop a glock
And a lil semi
Cause I got niggas who envy
Imma run up the block
Busting at some opps
Cause these niggas really be feigning
Imma run up the bag
Doing the dash
These niggas acting like they don't see me
They thought I was last
But that was the past
Silho up next I can feel it
You pussies can laugh
Butt I got a bag
Put a price on you call that drilling
But don't feel too bad
Cause I'm finna pass
Trail on the beat he gone kill it
Writer: Israel Corbett
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