Hard Time (feat. Lil Young) - DJ Michael "5000" Watts

Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Diamonds all on my ring nigga Gold watches, gold chain nigga Hundred thou' on champagne nigga Yeah my money insane nigga Yeah I'm making it rain nigga But I was just on the plane nigga Buying gear, flying here Fuck what you heard, it's my time of year If I'm in the club, I get a hundred stacks I'm always rolling up so I get love for that Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that You see it in my closet before it's on the rack Was out there in Hawaii, now I'm goin' back My nigga uh! I got so much money I should start a bank So much paper right in front of me it's hard to think Buy so many bottles it's gon' be hard to drink But I'm still pourin' up and my family here and they rolling up so uh! The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Hop your pretty ass up in this fucking car Bitch I'm out this world, girl you know I'm a star Used to buying rounds but now we buy the bar Last year they had to ask now they know who we are Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit You can tell by who I'm on the phone with Yeah nigga talking about grown shit Niggas too busy jacking my swag Need to fuck around, get your own shit Get your own cars, get your own clothes Get your own smoke, get your own bitch You ain't reppin' my gang, get your own clique Go hard Make sure you do whatever is that you gotta do, that's your job And niggas gon' hate but that's no prob' So hey fuck 'em don't need nothing from 'em Some niggas talking but the shit they claiming don't mean nothing It's straight from Cali, that's what's in my joint that's what I'm puffin', OG And been one since I was young enough to know that everybody was gonna know me Most niggas don't see Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard

I'mma mack, on this ho, one time Mack on this motherfucking ho one time I'mma mack, on this ho, one time Mack on this motherfucking ho one time, ay If you a pimp, break a bitch See, I'mma mack, on this ho, one time If you a pimp, break a bitch I see you looking, what you looking at? All out of pocket, ho, I'm taking that You know the life? Bitch, I'm living that Now do that 100 yard dash and run that money back I see potential, yeah, you full of that Be my employee of the week, make a hundred racks I'm in the Benz, fuck a 'Lac Space age pimpin', know you heard of that I'mma mack, on this ho, one time Mack on this motherfucking ho one time I'mma mack, on this ho, one time Mack on this motherfucking ho one time, ay If you a pimp, break a bitch See, I'mma mack, on this ho, one time If you a pimp, break a bitch I'm a mack, baby, spin that crack, baby Too much money, I'll never fuck a fat lady Now, that's a fact, baby, sit on my lap, baby You know the motto: bust a nut then take a nap, baby You know the motto: if you come through, fuck a nigga She keep bringing up her boyfriend, I'm like "fuck yo' nigga" (Hold up!) Ooh, you nasty Do I like it from the back? That's what she asked me (yep) What you know about suntans from Blood niggas? Dressed in all black like Catholic nun niggas What you know about that Porsche plus that hundred racks? My old bitch mad, she ain't getting none of that! Dick don't fail me now, I gotta turn this bitch out Cause, if I beat that pussy up... She gon' give me everything in her bank account (400!) I'mma mack, on this ho, one time Mack on this motherfucking ho one time I'mma mack, on this ho, one time Mack on this motherfucking ho one time, ay If you a pimp, break a bitch See, I'mma mack, on this ho, one time If you a pimp, break a bitch See, I'mma mack on this motherfucking ho one time

Chance The motherfuckin' rapper With a capitalized, uh, times, not the times but you know what I'm saying the times Thugger Lil Boat Chance Lil Boat Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste All I can hear is the third, ayy All I can hear is the third, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy I love my women real tall, ayy Type that can really play ball, ayy You buy my hat at the park, ayy Think I might really play ball, ayy I got a link in my bio, my bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo How can they call themselves bosses When they got so many bosses You gotta see what your boss say I get it straight out the faucet I ain't felt like this since the third drought, third carter drop Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop But now I call the shots I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Bad little mama, she gettin' it Obama She sting like a bumble bee, hot as the sauna She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma Can't see me, can't be me, I'm ridin' like a panda That booty gon' roll and it's outta control And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me Rub me down with that lotion, baby oil me Drinking Actavis, baby I'm showin' me In that choppa I see your perimeter Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar Wait one minute I told you Yeah, I would like to know you Yeah, you lucky like clovers Yeah, the clothes no good Mama I do it, your ass I pursue it Just look at me baby I came from the sewers They love all the slime ball Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog That got me serene like I'm breakin' a bar And I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Am I the only one who really care about cover art Growing up I ain't have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start I ain't know what that mean I bumped heads with my dean Dropped out and hit the scene Now I'm stunting like bling Time and time again they told me no They told me I wouldn't go Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes Well, maybe that shit was my interest Now I spend more than they make at my dentist After 1Night the folks thought I was finished I pin my name to the game like a seamstress Oh, bitch I bite like a gator Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper Did what I wanted, didn't care about a hater Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer Oh, they fuck with me cause I'm different New sound, new appearance Bitch it's Boat from the 6 Give a fuck about a bitch Walk out, my hand on my dick, I'm the shit I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I said am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste