Baby OG - Going Hard

(Social beats, one hunnid)
I'm going hard a lot is at stake
You know I gotta fill up my plate
I'm always grounded got no time to play
Grinding everyday for the pape
Niggas with me never been fake
That's why I don't fuck with you lames
Lotta blessings coming my way
And all I ever had to do was pray
Going hard a lot is at stake
You know I gotta fill up my plate
I'm always grounded got no time to play
Grinding everyday for the pape
Niggas with me never been fake
That's why I don't fuck with you lames
Lotta blessings coming my way
And all I ever had to do was pray
All I ever had to do is pray
Never had this shit easy ya feel me
Silver spoon that shit foreign to me and the guys
Been tryna get outta the trenches
Puffin on zooties I'm feeling like Hendrix
Off the top I forgot where my pen is
Got it on go
No time for a hoe
She bad but I'll never fold
I'm going harder than ever
I'm getting this money, reviving Mandela
I gotta get out the crib and try to move something I'm switching up shit for the better
Taking it easy is starting to not be an option I gotta move out to the States
Mama been hustling, grinding for me and my sisters I gotta put her in a Wraith
Fuck it I might as well go for the Lamb
Letting up off on this shit I'll be damned
Yea these niggas my kids
I'm keeping em pushing
You'd think that I got me a pram
I never felt like a piece to the puzzle my nigga
My confidence never been high
Always had something to say way back in '09
I finally got me a mic
Don't call em my friends cause them is my brothers
Bitch I'm too busy I can't stay for cuddles
Moving in silence I don't do no utters
I always talk from a place of a struggle
I'm going crazy (ya, ya)
Don't sugarcoat it (ya, ya)
I'm going crazy (ya, ya)
Tryna get loaded (ya, ya, Gang)
I'm going hard a lot is at stake
You know I gotta fill up my plate
I'm always grounded got no time to play
Grinding everyday for the pape
Niggas with me never been fake
That's why I don't fuck with you lames
Lotta blessings coming my way
And all I ever had to do was pray
Going hard a lot is at stake
You know I gotta fill up my plate
I'm always grounded got no time to play
Grinding everyday for the pape
Niggas with me never been fake
That's why I don't fuck with you lames
Lotta blessings coming my way
And all I ever had to do was pray

Written by:
Mpumelelo Radebe

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