Raw Bass lyrics

DJ PUNisha
The hard way (get all that, get all that)
Aye boogie whats up though
f*ck the otherside
Its a money thing
Word to mother

[Verse 1: Sic Mic]

Hold on
Ok I told my young n*gga to hold this
He said OG if they move wrong, I might lose focus
Blow this heat with no flag on my face, so they know its me
Like Durant with the cannons out in OKC
Before the move
Hoe I was shining before the jewels
Doing numbers
Young was headlining them on the news
Trying not to lose my mind
I lost it anyway
Waist every slug in the 9
Imma toss this anyway (who want it?)
Now my waist line steaming
For shooting in an occupied dwelling for good reason
Like f*ck the otherside
Nothing changes, but nothing stays the f*cking same
The streets
The n*ggas
The prices
Just play the f*cking game
Your bars hella hard, but you ain't living them
Real n*ggas recognize that weak facade you giving them
Me and Boogie the raw bass
The type to shoot it out after the car chase
Broad day
The hard way