Go Hard (2019/2024) lyrics

by

Chris Webby


[Intro]
Yeah
You know I've chilled out
I dont party like I used to
Oh, well
Don't get me wrong, it's still in me
Occasionally

[Verse 1]
Knock, knock motherf*cker
Show up at your door like a telegram (Yeah)
With a marijuana vaporizer pen in hand
And a couple bottles and drugs by the f*ckin' kilogram
With some Kylie Jenner lookin' ladies in a Sprinter van
Speakers knockin' Killa Cam, Killa Cam-Cam, Killa Cam
Hit the plug like the middle man, yeah
A decade later and I'm still the man
Still break up and roll la-la-la-la
And I got my Timberland up on the pedal
(In the lеft lane) Movin' at the speed of Dom Torretto
(Go at full speed) Feelin' likе I'm in a Sonic level
Hand up on the stick like Donatello
Keepin' calm and mellow
Ignorin' traffic regulations without hesitation
In my Chevy racin'
Now let me give you a demonstration
Ye-ye-ye-yeah
Yeah, I get impatient so I hit the gas until my vehicle is levitatin'
Never drink and drive though
Let me make that evident (Yeah)
But when we crash the party like a herd of wild elephants
We gettin' high as Pegasus
On seven psychedelic hits
Snow like Breckenridge (Yeah)
Wreckless decadents (Yeah)
Force to be reckoned with
f*cked up in the head, I'm sick
Drink in both hands, alcoholic ambidextrous
And fully off my rocker and sh*t
I know that I said I'd quit (I know)
Tomorrow I'll get it right but tonight we goin' hard
[Chorus]
We be goin' anywhere the f*ckin' wind blow
Kush clouds pourin' out the window
And you know we hit it, get it in so
Put those bottles on ice
Time for the sh*t show
We go so hard
Feel like I ain't slept in so long
We go so hard
Knockin' out six in the mornin'

[Verse 2]
Knock, knock motherf*cker, mm
Yeah, its present day Webb again
Still up in the laboratory, mixin' up the medicine
But I've grown up, though
Rarely do I get it in
Now I'm chilled out, but that might just be the ketamine kickin' in
What? sh*t, you thought I was sober?
Well, I'm not
I'm just more responsible, a little older
And so f*ckin' busy I don't got time for hangovers
sh*t, I run a business, got a dog, I'm a homeowner
Plus, I'm f*ckin' famous (Yeah)
The stress of it all for my health
Will take a toll while my medications offer some help
So before you judge me for all the pills I got on my shelf
Go look hard at yourself
Bet you'll see a part of yourself, uh
'Cause we all flawed with a hand full of vices
Tryna find peace in a land full of crisis
Try to shut it out with a gram of some white sh*t
And I don't wanna hear it from these damn self righteous (Yeah)
People thinkin' that they got it all figured out
If you knew what I knew
You'd be high right now
Wish I had the bliss of ignorance but I don't know how
So from time to time, I got to get a pill and crush it down
To drown out the sounds of the world collapsin'
We all need somethin' to incur distraction
While I puff a peace pipe that I burn my grass in
What you call a relapse I call relaxin', yeah
[Chorus]
We be goin' anywhere the f*ckin' wind blow
Kush clouds pourin' out the window
And you know we hit it, get it in so
Put those bottles on ice
Time for the sh*t show
We go so hard
Feel like I ain't slept in so long
We go so hard
Knockin' out six in the mornin'

[Bridge]
Why I gotta go so hard?
Need to slow down but I can't
Oh, Lord, I know
Why I gotta go so hard?
Turnin' up, knockin' out six in the mornin'
Why I gotta go so hard?
Need to slow down but I can't
Oh, Lord, I know
Why I gotta go so hard?
Turnin' up, knockin' out six in the mornin'

[Chorus]
We be goin' anywhere the f*ckin' wind blow
Kush clouds pourin' out the window
And you know we hit it, get it in so
Put those bottles on ice
Time for the sh*t show
We go so hard
Feel like I ain't slept in so long
We go so hard
Knockin' out six in the mornin'
[Outro]
Yeah, still goin' hard
Seven Wednesdays later
Yeah
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