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Lil Baby & Marlo "2 The Hard Way" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Marlo
Marlo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rudolph Johnson
Rudolph Johnson
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BricksDaMane
BricksDaMane
Producer
Blinks Beatz
Blinks Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gamblin' in the hallway
Shootouts in broad day
But I gotta make it home tonight
With my dog if he wrong or right
This that foul play
This that two the hard way
This that two the hard way
This that two the hard way
[Verse 2]
Got a lot of money, fuck a lot of bitches, serve a lot of ****
When the pack in we get a lot of scrilla
I take care my **** down the road man, I fuckin' miss 'em
A star with a pistol, that make me a shooting star ****
The ninth ward god
The young **** gon' shake some for them boys
Them youngings ain't gon' play about that boy
Swing that stick like a guitar, all I know is going hard
Tryna stay above the odds
She said in green girl in board, yeah yeah
[Verse 3]
Them youngins ain't gon' play about the kid, nah for real
I know if I send the world they gon' kill off the rip
They know they catch up big, Lil Baby I keep it real
I'm tellin' you how it is, fuck how you feel
I was in the trenches with three grams of blow
Soon as I get off this, I'm goin' to buy some more
Lose it all gambling and be dead broke
All I had washope, now we gettin' them loads
[Verse 4]
Get a lot of money, fuck a lot of bitches, serve a lot of ****
When the pack in we get a lot of scrilla
I take care my **** down the road man, I fuckin' miss 'em
A star with a pistol, that make me a shooting star ****
The ninth ward god
The young **** gon' shake some for them boys
Them youngings ain't gon' play about that boy
Swing that stick like a guitar, all I know is going hard
Tryna stay above the odds
She said in green girl in board, yeah yeah
[Verse 5]
Push your lighter bun, get your wig split
Shoot and don't miss, a hundred racks will get your whole fam hit
Do it for my **** down the road, they got some long beef
For the fact that they ain't never comin' home, be on that fuck shit
Green Dots and J-Pay and PayPal, they gotta eat
I'm a young OG man, shit I get it every week
Ten toes on my feet
I won't fold
If I never sell a record or a song, in the trap I went gold
[Verse 6]
Get a lot of money, fuck a lot of bitches, serve a lot of ****
When the pack in we get a lot of scrilla
I take care my **** down the road man, I fuckin' miss 'em
A star with a pistol, that make me a shooting star ****
The ninth ward god
The young **** gon' shake some for them boys
Them youngins ain't gon' play about that boy
Swing that stick like a guitar, all I know is goin' hard
Tryna stay above the odds
She said in green girl in board, yeah, yeah
Written by: Binks Beatz, Charles Driggers, Dominique' Jones, Marlo, Rudolph Johnson

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