Key - Bad District & DiSt Hard

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-rex (yeah) Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that Ran through a check like a nigga at recess (ayy, Sledgren, this shit slap) I can see them lil' niggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (yeah, yeah) Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Glizock) Fuck the bitch good, yeah, I know that she a beat back (uh) South Memphis nigga, yeah, you know where I be at (yeah, yeah) I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that (uh-uh) Motherfuck your feedback, nigga, you can keep that I'll leave a bitch before my strap, I mean that Ridin' in a yellow thing, flyin' like a dingbat Bitch got a purse full of Percs, that's a beanbag I was 14, already in the deep end (yeah) 15 years old when I first robbed the weed man (yeah, yeah) Turned 16, Glock 17 extended (yeah) 18, 19, made my first million (yeah, yeah) 20 years old in a fuckin' McLaren (skrrt, skrrt) You know I'm eatin' good, bitch, my wrist full of carats (yeah) Remember them days I was trappin' them baggies Now, look, I'm really, I'm havin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm havin' this shit (yeah) My money good, got the baddest lil' bitches (uh) Yeah, my money long and them facts, no fiction Money talkin' right now, shut up and listen My diamonds hittin' like Sonny Liston (ice) I fucked around, put some stones in my dentals (ice) These niggas broke and I think they should fix it (yeah) I got the drop on the opps, we gon' blitz 'em (yeah, yeah) I'm high as fuck, pourin' Wock' out a pitcher (yeah, yeah) 5.56s sound like a missile (yeah, yeah) Lied to this bitch, I just told her, "I miss you" (yeah) I ain't blowin' no kisses, just money and pistols Fuck these hoes, money on my mental (yeah) Lame-ass niggas hatin', got me tickled, yeah Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-rex (yeah, yeah) Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that (fire) Ran through a check like a nigga at recess (yeah, yeah) I can see them lil' niggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (yeah) Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (heah) Fuck the bitch good, yeah, you know she a beat back (yeah) South Memphis nigga, yeah, you know where I be at (yeah) I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that (yeah) I ran through a check like a nigga at recess I can see them lil' niggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (yeah, yeah) Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (bah) Fuck the bitch good, yeah, you know she a beat back South Memphis nigga, yeah, you know where I be at I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that Motherfuck your feedback, nigga, you can keep that I'll leave my bitch before my strap, I mean that I'm ridin' in a yellow thing, flyin' like a dingbat (skrrt, skrrt) Bitch got a purse full of Percs, it's a beanbag Fat got the gat, he gon' splat, that's my wingman (fat) I'll pass a bitch before my blunt, I'm a team man (yeah) Young nigga rich as fuck, still be schemin' (yeah) Young nigga cold, ask your ho, I'm a penguin I been told you hoes, I'm a motherfuckin' penguin (cold) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

There's a long road in front of ya There's a hard life behind ya There's war been waged inside ya You got big footsteps to follow You got a soul that's barely hollow And that's a hard pill to swallow (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow, woah) When you were younger, just a bother, always felt so scared Didn't know how to take it, but you always dared And now you try to act like you never cared Feeling halfway guilty 'cause my life was spared It feels just like a curse and I'm always to blame Shivers down my spine when I say your name Since I was a kid, you were bigger than fame I'd like to see the scar that you put in my brain Early in my life, I was put to the test I had to make some choices or forget about the rest And when I speak this fire, you get nothing but the best Let me tell you something that you better not forget There's a long road in front of ya There's a hard life behind ya There's war been waged inside ya You got big footsteps to follow You got a soul that's barely hollow And that's a hard pill to swallow (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow, woah) The trauma from your mama nearly 20 years old And your father made it harder with the soul that he sold You know where they both went and you're ready to go What happened? How did everything turn so cold? We can talk about it 'til I'm turning blue in the face I can laugh about it, joke about it, never the same I can't keep pretending it don't cause any pain It's a never-ending cycle that just can't be tamed Early in my life, I was put to the test I had to make some choices or forget about the rest And when I speak this fire, you get nothing but the best Let me tell you something that you better not forget There's a long road in front of ya There's a hard life behind ya There's war been waged inside ya You got big footsteps to follow You got a soul that's barely hollow And that's a hard pill to swallow (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow, woah) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow) (Hard pill to swallow, woah)