Hard For It

Текст песни Miraa May - Hard For It

(Can you take the click off?)
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah

Shinin' like the rock up in my timepiece
I just needed you to try remind me that them broke boys ain't my YGs
You could never be my sidepiece
I just need some smoke up on the side
While you hold me up by my sidepiece
Come close, come sit beside me
Don't let me go, please hold me tightly
Pleasе don't you switch up sides like Miley
You a lеgend just like Kobe
Need you to get to know me

Baby, I'm down for you
Eyes tell nothing but lies
Baby, don't knock on his door, please value your time
Baby, know I know it's sometimes lonely in the night
I've been on the climb knowin' that it's all in time

If you love something, you gotta fight hard for it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Turn 'em up, then turn that track down (Track down)
I feel like I've gotten too high for you (Too high)
I don't know if I can get down
Bet you wanna know if I've got it
Bet you wanna go and work now
If you love it, then you gotta work hard for it
Time after time

Yeah, now I'm shinin' like the rock up in my timepiece
I don't need you to come remind me that I'm bad
I come icy with the bag, yeah
I come get the cheque, yeah
You know how I run it and I don't take disrespect
Fuck your rep step on your neck like how I did back in the years
I ain't got no time to run it by you
You ain't got what I require, it's not fair
Come like back in the years
I move like a fighter when it's time, I get it poppin' all the time
You know I'm there

Most of the time spendin' all my life on 'em
Most of the time, circles, I think that I'm gettin' tired of 'em
Most of the time wishin' and hopin' that you would lie on me
Wishin' and hopin', then run 'em over
When I'm done with 'em, done with 'em

If you love something, you gotta fight hard for it
Turn 'em up, then turn that track down (Turn that track down)
I feel like I've gotten too high for you
I don't know if I can get down
Bet you wanna know if I got it
Bet you wanna go and work now
If you love it, then you gotta work hard for it
Time after time (Time after time after time after)

Yeah, huh
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Time after time
Where my bag at?
Come on, baby, blow your mind, show me where that bag at
(Can't hear shit, my ears are done up)