Yung AJ - HARDER THAN EVER Lyrics

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AJ
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You ever open up your eyes and still feel blinded
I'm busy looking for my purpose but I can't find it
The world makes it difficult to stay open minded
I don't want to die broke while I'm still grinding
See the only goals in my life are getting rich
It's time to make my dream reality and fuck the wish
I'm sick of wasting all my time with these fake bitches
I stay vicious, appetite for disaster I break dishes
You know all these haters straight dissing
You need to open up your ears and hear the snakes hissing
My diamonds shine but yours fake glisten
I ain't tripping bout you stray cats
I'm a street dog, I move weight that'll break backs
They can't look me in my eyes, they can't face facts
I'm making money that they couldn't and they hate that
Life aint movie, no playbacks
If you ain't about it then I advise you to stay back
My bars are sicker than corona, no face mask
And I'm eating rappers for my dinner, no place mat
Always going pedal to the metal, no brake pads
I feel like number 3 when he was ripping up the racetrack
I'm Ronaldo on the soccer field, I'm Jordan on the court
Determined to be the greatest without anyone's support
I'm always ready to fight,
I could strike you with right
Either way you try to put it, they say I'm just like mike (Ugh)
I'm the last of a dying breed
Not the rapper that you want but I'm the rapper that the game needs (Batman)
Artists in my city faking streams, talking crazy
Slim chances of you blowing up when you're shady
You're not Eminem, your whole career is fugazi
I'm just being honest, could you motherfuckas blame me
I work for every comma on my cheque that they pay me (I do)
I put it on my momma that the fame will never change me

Who's that tryna rap so clever
Built to adapt
Never crack under pressure
Freestyle on a track
I attack every letter
I was gone for awhile
But I'm back harder then ever (Uh)

Ima lyricist, I know that I'm not the dopest musician (Okay)
I'm verbally atrocious with lyrical ammunition (Brrr)
So ferocious, not opposed to the people that I've been dissing (Alright)
I can tell you guys are feeble and I'm out of your division
Listen to my words and try to make a quick decision
On whether to better yourself or make a quick submission
It's tradition to never miss and always hit with precision
Strictly take your heads off, I'm not talking circumcision
I'm in it for the love of the sport and the competition
Only thing that you're about is the clout and the recognition
You repeat the same bars, all I hear is repetition
If hip hop was dead, you would be the definition
I'm committed to the game, understand that it's a privilege
If music was a person, I would be the spitting image
I'm addicted to the green that I've been eating cans of spinach
Making chicken for my team, they call me Popeye when I'm finished (Yuh)
I'm chef Gordon on the beat
Get the fuck up out my kitchen if you can't handle the heat
When I'm recording it's like trying to put a fire out with grease
Leave everybody in the studio deceased, Rest In Peace

Who's that tryna rap so clever
Built to adapt
Never crack under pressure
Freestyle on a track
I attack every letter
I was gone for awhile
But I'm back harder then ever (Uh)

Back, back, back harder than ever
Who's that tryna rap so?
Back, back, back harder than ever
Gone for a while but I'm back, back
519 born and raised, 43rd representative
This is an AJ exclusive (Yeah)
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