too hard - swish reezy lyrics
[intro: swish reezy]
you know it
brezzy barz, and reezy
yo shoutout jack man, got me right with the beat foe
yeah
uh
[verse 1: swish reezy]
dawg don’t play with me, you know who it is
metal king of i*town, ruling with an iron fist
hard being a magnet, for the positive sh*t
cause i’m stuck, tryna repel the negative sh*t
i’m just bein’ real, you n*ggas have no appeal
like acrophobes on ferris wheels
y’all flows all loose, stay unconcealed
my flows air tight like a vacuum seal
you’d think it’s road rage, the way i drove them away from my sp*ce
tryna overtake me, b*tch. please, i want and paved my own way
name anothеr n*gga who be gainin’ traffic, even from thе motherf*cking parking lot
how n*ggas claim they got all the keys, when i’m the one who got the game on lock man
i don’t dig the new underground, so i keep a shovel to the day they bury me
if i’m in your niche, then i leave a vacancy
this ain’t new to me, i do it natively
got my dog jack on the beat, so you know i ain’t jack the beat
i’m gettin’ cake so tastefully
i’m makin’ bread every day, i should work at a bakery
florida jit, with the gator shoes
n*ggas called me lame, now they tryna be cool
went from making music, tryna balance school
now i’m gettin’ paid for other avenues
what the f*ck could you say, bout your homie swish rezzy, mane
b*tch, i got it from the dirty mane, and i’m still in the 20 mane
[hook: swish reezy]
dawg, you know how i do it, oh you floppin’, that’s a doozy
i can’t do no 9 to 5, so this music’s sh*t, i’m pursuing
it’s only natural you start bruising, after landing all these hits
b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t, b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t
and they tryna break me down, but this sh*t ain’t demolition
bet you switchin’ positions with this ammunition i’m pitching
man, they takin’ cheap shots, they can’t afford to catch a straight bullet
b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t, b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t, ayy
[verse 2: brezzy barz]
i’m a maniac, the flow connection on bluetooth
i be in sour ass f*ck lately ain’t had no sweet tooth
ain’t no such thing as a job, like i ran out of paint
i told brodski, watch snowfall and don’t go out like saint
okay, you f*cking up my vibe my energy
smoking this gas the remedy
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas like n*z*s
i’m the sh*t like a farted, not really
they ain’t believe, but they gon’ see
sick to they stomach, drip, or drown
fight on the scene, now the f was found
the man of the house, you know how that sound
ooh, i took so many l’s, but i refuse to lose
they throw dirt up on my name, but that sh*t don’t even bruise
on the road to success, i’ma slap that b*tch and cruise
psyche, sports mode, skrr, skrr, i got a point to prove
[hook: swish reezy]
dawg, you know how i do it, oh you floppin’, that’s a doozy
i can’t do no 9 to 5, so this music’s sh*t, i’m pursuing
it’s only natural you start bruising, after landing all these hits
b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t, b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t
and they tryna break me down, but this sh*t ain’t demolition
bet you switchin’ positions with this ammunition i’m pitching
man, they takin’ cheap shots, they can’t afford to catch a straight bullet
b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t, b*tch i’m too hard for this sh*t, ayy
[outro: swish reezy]
yeah, we too hard
yeah, we too hard
ayy
you know we too hard
yeah
you know we too hard
yeah
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