Testimony

(álbum: Hardaway - 2019)

Yeah
Hardaway
Hardaway
Yeah
You don't make up for your sins in church
You do it in the streets
You do it at home
The rest is bullshit and you know it
You know shit ain't change
Damn, this like my testimony so I gotta be honest
You hear me?

If you my dawg, we gon' ball, get rich together
Niggas changed up like a Christmas sweater
I told my dawgs we gon' all be rich forever
You can call on me 'cause I'm with whatever
Hundred times ten, I ain't switching up
Shit, could be rich before it ever get better
Under any circumstance, yeah, I'm humble as ever
And if I never see you again, this is my letter

I got all this drip, Cartier my lens
Had a plain jane, now it's diamonds on my wrist (Drip, drip)
Been shut it down, yeah, that's some real shit
Make that first mil, I'ma buy my mom a crib
Free all of my dawgs, yeah, they did not snitch
No, you not a boss 'cause your team ain't fit
Lot of commissary, had to Green Dot bread
Didn't tell you things that I wish I did
I was down on my ass but I had to go and get it
I done made it out, yeah, I made it out the trenches
My nigga hurt my heart when I heard he turned witness
Promise this ain't it, it is only the beginning
Nigga, to the top, we ain't ever gon' flop
Three plus me, that's about a hundred shots
I'll do it by myself, I don't need no co-D
Pouring out my pain, sipping all this codeine
Money on your books, if I got it, then you got it
Never count me out, never count a man pockets
Rookie of the year, feeling like Luk Dončić
Just might chase the money so I gotta be honest

If you my dawg, we gon' ball, get rich together
Niggas changed up like a Christmas sweater
I told my dawgs we gon' all be rich forever
You can call on me 'cause I'm with whatever
Hundred times ten, I ain't switching up
Shit, could be rich before it ever get better
Under any circumstance, yeah, I'm humble as ever
And if I never see you again, this is my letter

You know I gotta keep that thing on me
Niggas hate me in my city 'cause I'm B-I-G
I'ma always hold it down 'til I D-I-E
I remember when I ain't have shit in my jeans
And I'm still in the trenches with my dawgs
Number ain't change, if you need me, just call
I know the opps get mad when they see that nigga ball
And my ex hoes mad that they seeing I'm on
You know I gotta keep that thing on me
Niggas hate me in my city 'cause I'm B-I-G
I'ma always hold it down 'til I D-I-E
I remember when I ain't have shit in my jeans
And I'm still in the trenches with my dawgs
Number ain't change, if you need me, just call
I know the opps get mad when they see that nigga ball
And my ex hoes mad that they seeing I'm on

Keep that thing on me
'Til I D-I-E
'Cause I'm B-I-G, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hold it down 'til I D-I-E