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Xae Hardawae
Xae Hardawae
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Thomas
Xavier Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Kobeproducedit
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Lyrics

I was praying to god but I stop praying I was praying to god I win I done did everything that I can It's some shit that they won't understand It's some niggas trying to watch my hand Nigga reach Ima take off his hand In the hood wit a stick in my hand I can shoot this bitch wit one hand Copy Niggas ain't making no profit Copy Niggas ain't catching no bodies Stop it Tell'em young niggas relax Im going fast im in a hellcat I'm trying to dodge the rats And ima demon I'm bringing hell back Im raising hell back Ain't no Nigga finna even try to play wit gang nigga go tell that Nigga might get one shot off and that's on gang we dropping shells back I can't chase no bitch I want 1 thing Can you spell that M O N E Y, why these niggas hate me tell me that O That's what I thought nigga can't tell me jack N Ian neva met a bitch I need if she don't wanna stay on her knees Every Sunday I pray to my G my opps Rest In Peace And why ion really get no sleep cause I'm trying chase my dreams Some niggas might not get no sleep my niggas trying to creep Had ta take my lil one to the beach And my wrist wet like the sea My Roley up if I hold it down them niggas still won't shine like me Niggas know xae run the town Tell'em Come get right with me Nigga play Shh run ya down ain't no getting right with me Ain't no winning fights with me And I keep that pipe on me Ion care bout what no nigga did ain't no getting stripes off me Yeah Straight like that Xae been on these niggas neck Ion cry about no lost I know how to get it back Ion talk cause Ima boss but hit me if it's bout a check Play wit that than that's yo head Pull-up everybody stretched I was praying to god but I stop praying I was praying to god I win I done did everything that I can It's some shit that they won't understand It's some niggas trying to watch my hand Nigga reach Ima take off his hand In the hood wit a stick in my hand I can shoot this bitch wit one hand Copy Niggas ain't making no profit Copy Niggas ain't catching no bodies Stop it Tell'em young niggas relax Im going fast I'm in a hellcat I'm trying to dodge the rats
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