Aye, i'm hardest in my postcode
I was always grinding never chilling with no broke hoes
No no, i'm flexing 20's thats a old roll
Really had to press a guy they ran off where your bro's go
Aye, i know your still inlove with me
I was chilling with my girl whilst u was begging on your knees
My girl on fleek, bouta make some money buy my girl some jeans
Louis V, when i leave the shops know its never cheap aye
There tryna say there on my level
If you wanna get up here then bro you better get some red bull
Mun i'm tryna rock the show and i ain't talking heavy metal
Might go and murk a beat yeh i might kill an instrumental aye
Aye, i do it for the bro's
I was down bad now i' m booking studios
All these begs mun i beg them man just leave me lone
I'm on a roll i broke her heart but my hearts chrome
Aye, i'm hardest in my postcode
I was always grinding never chilling with no broke hoes
No no, i'm flexing 20's thats a old roll
Really had to press a guy they ran off where your bro's go
Aye yo, aye this beats kinda, this beats kinda, like this beats hard, say nothing
In the morning watch my money then i get up
Think i got a money illness hope i don't get better aye
Know some trannys that be rolling with a wetter
Put that shit down lil bro get your bread up
Aye, i'm that guy
Took a couple pulls off the pen i'm sky high
I know the whole truth darling so why lie
I got 5 guys showing me your shh so bye bye
Don't call don't text me
I don't- I don't wanna be your bestie
Don't mix money and hoes get messy
I'm tryna get bread you're tryna caress me, undress me
No, i was chilling home with my bro's hit 8:00 now we gotta go
Oh woah, on the main road ducking from the bait hoes
All them man are fake bro its feeling like a snake show
I got to the estate
The next place is my yard thats my best mate
It hit 1 so i know i gotta rest late
I wake up in the morning and i press play
The money inflate, the money-
Jck - Hardest Out Lyrics
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Aye, i'm hardest in my postcode
I was always grinding never chilling with no broke hoes
No no, i'm flexing 20's thats a old roll
Really had to press a guy they ran off where your bro's go
Aye, i know your still inlove with me
I was chilling with my girl whilst u was begging on your knees
My girl on fleek, bouta make some money buy my girl some jeans
Louis V, when i leave the shops know its never cheap aye
There tryna say there on my level
If you wanna get up here then bro you better get some red bull
Mun i'm tryna rock the show and i ain't talking heavy metal
Might go and murk a beat yeh i might kill an instrumental aye
Aye, i do it for the bro's
I was down bad now i' m booking studios
All these begs mun i beg them man just leave me lone
I'm on a roll i broke her heart but my hearts chrome
Aye, i'm hardest in my postcode
I was always grinding never chilling with no broke hoes
No no, i'm flexing 20's thats a old roll
Really had to press a guy they ran off where your bro's go
Aye yo, aye this beats kinda, this beats kinda, like this beats hard, say nothing
In the morning watch my money then i get up
Think i got a money illness hope i don't get better aye
Know some trannys that be rolling with a wetter
Put that shit down lil bro get your bread up
Aye, i'm that guy
Took a couple pulls off the pen i'm sky high
I know the whole truth darling so why lie
I got 5 guys showing me your shh so bye bye
Don't call don't text me
I don't- I don't wanna be your bestie
Don't mix money and hoes get messy
I'm tryna get bread you're tryna caress me, undress me
No, i was chilling home with my bro's hit 8:00 now we gotta go
Oh woah, on the main road ducking from the bait hoes
All them man are fake bro its feeling like a snake show
I got to the estate
The next place is my yard thats my best mate
It hit 1 so i know i gotta rest late
I wake up in the morning and i press play
The money inflate, the money-
I was always grinding never chilling with no broke hoes
No no, i'm flexing 20's thats a old roll
Really had to press a guy they ran off where your bro's go
Aye, i know your still inlove with me
I was chilling with my girl whilst u was begging on your knees
My girl on fleek, bouta make some money buy my girl some jeans
Louis V, when i leave the shops know its never cheap aye
There tryna say there on my level
If you wanna get up here then bro you better get some red bull
Mun i'm tryna rock the show and i ain't talking heavy metal
Might go and murk a beat yeh i might kill an instrumental aye
Aye, i do it for the bro's
I was down bad now i' m booking studios
All these begs mun i beg them man just leave me lone
I'm on a roll i broke her heart but my hearts chrome
Aye, i'm hardest in my postcode
I was always grinding never chilling with no broke hoes
No no, i'm flexing 20's thats a old roll
Really had to press a guy they ran off where your bro's go
Aye yo, aye this beats kinda, this beats kinda, like this beats hard, say nothing
In the morning watch my money then i get up
Think i got a money illness hope i don't get better aye
Know some trannys that be rolling with a wetter
Put that shit down lil bro get your bread up
Aye, i'm that guy
Took a couple pulls off the pen i'm sky high
I know the whole truth darling so why lie
I got 5 guys showing me your shh so bye bye
Don't call don't text me
I don't- I don't wanna be your bestie
Don't mix money and hoes get messy
I'm tryna get bread you're tryna caress me, undress me
No, i was chilling home with my bro's hit 8:00 now we gotta go
Oh woah, on the main road ducking from the bait hoes
All them man are fake bro its feeling like a snake show
I got to the estate
The next place is my yard thats my best mate
It hit 1 so i know i gotta rest late
I wake up in the morning and i press play
The money inflate, the money-
Writer: Jack Warden
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