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Nasty C – That’s Hard Lyrics

That’s Hard By Nasty C

How much you wanna bet if I talk to her, she gon’ cry, cry, cry?
How much you wanna bet about a year ago, I was not her type?
How much you wanna bet two commas’ll make a bitch pause for real?
Yeah, yeah I got ’em in awe for real
Make a bitch blush like Saw for real
That’s hard
My shit harder than Hobbs and Shaw for real
AMG, might jump out the whip, this shit got automatic park for real
I’m done with you niggas and I ain’t even start for real
Say my tunes ain’t art for real
Now you on board like chalk for real
Yeah
Whole new sauce for real, that’s hard
Finessing this Pro Tools chains, like Vegeta and Goku
Whole lotta sparks, Sparks like Jordin
Air or no air, I’m so cool
Why you tell people I owe you?
Deep down you just love telling your friends I know you, know you
Some say [?], some say lovoo, lovoo
There’s something about a Lagos ting when she say “I love you” (God damn)

Yeah, God damn
God damn

Whole lotta grills and tatts like Joker
But I’m not joking
Y’all careers is flimsy and blurry
Y’all not focused
Gave y’all niggas some hope
Then y’all tried to fuck me over, and now y’all hopeless
I smoked y’all niggas already, and y’all not potent
Old ass niggas that been in the game with nothing to show for it, out here coaching
Hate that I’m the elephant in the room, that niggas will not be poaching the bear
That y’all should not be poking, the heir to the throne
The guy with the gold teeth
Stop comparing me to lame niggas
You can bring change in the air with my name nigga (Damn)

Yeah, God damn
Yeah, God damn