Hard Sell - Fly Union

Yeah, uh huh, Fly U

Yeah, check, uh

I got a feeling you ain’t getting close

Me and my crew be the damn most

Everyday is something we can prolly' toast

My main chick salty I’m sorry

Everyday we find a reason to party

I’m just tryna' get this money baby

So maybe one day you can drive a new Mercedes

And I ain’t talking C class nothin'

SLS AMG stuntin'

Come with a key ring, sit, and then hit button gone

But she ain’t doing nothin', but picking up the groceries

I be wherever the pros be, but I’m a swap meet nigga

Everyday I grind like I won’t see dinner

So figure who you fucking with before you even finna' say

Whatever you was finna' say

Nigga watch yo' mouth this a business date

That mean money over everything

However long it takes, that’s how long we stay

No matter the stakes, we gon' make it pay

If they ask and I don’t have, then imma' take

And imma' take …

And imma' take …

Uh, on the million dollar mission

Fresh off the skillet, cookin' in the kitchen

Huh, I hope you muhsuckas' listen

No losing over here, we winnin'

Let’s make these dreams come true tonight, i-i-ight

Let’s make these dreams come true tonight (uh), i-i-ight (yeah)

I’m on a trillion dollar mission

It’s 96' all over it was written

They don’t want us to get past, they signing petitions

Nigga if you ain’t with us, you against us

And Jehovah as my witness

I got bars in every sentence

Throw the chair at the judge on some Dead President shit

96' reasonable doubt shit

I would like to thank you from the bottom of my pocket

Lord knows y’all ain’t seein' money false prophets

And my top is Wings & Horns, I’m fly, I’m dressed to kill

I’m a fighter pilot

Yo girl wanna chill and I would be delighted

It’s a losing battle and don’t fight it

'Cause women love and you ain’t gotta like it

I need a girl I can confide in

I’m just tryna' live righteous

I need a mentor I need some kinda guidance

Until then this is get rich music shit

Being broke in America make no cents

And I’m a muhfuckin' capitalist

I’m doin' numbers, y’all niggas dyslexic

I go hard like calculus and never trust a broke friend

I learned the hard way like a virgin, shame on them

Uh, on the million dollar mission

Fresh off the skillet, cookin' in the kitchen

Huh, I hope you mothersuckas listen

No losing over here, we winnin'

Let’s make these dreams come true tonight, i-i-ight

Let’s make these dreams come true tonight (uh), i-i-ight (yeah)