Dolemite (Feat. Lunchbox)

How hard it is
From the bottom of my heart, that's where my sorrow live
Yea I'm 10k but on God, it cost an arm n leg
Can't settle, need it large don't need no partnership
Aw you got too startled, seen a star, I gave you heart a skip
I take it far, you play ya cards right, I make karma quick
It's calm, I know the darkness like my palm and hand
Used that talk to talk that hard shit shoulda call your mans
I go to far guess I should chill but I just start again
It's like guitar he let it rip, we bouta start a band
No point in stopping me n' twin you know it contraband
No I don't pop it but with pigs I'm not a honest man
I'm simple but lil' Papo getting hit if it's behind the gang
I spent the profits on my sis n' some designer pants
Gotta drop another sixteen cuz this shit high demand
'bout my pocket since a kid ain't never hide the plan, how hard it get