Billboard Hitmakers
Hop out that Benz with the frog lights
Got on clean Valentinos and Off-Whites
Rocking diamonds, they shine like a hall light
I be drippin' this shit from the archives
Then I jumped off the porch, went and got mine
Keep that stick with me, day to the nighttime
We gon' swim round their block at the right time
Man, I'm doing this shit for the hard times
Doing this shit for the hard times

Man, I'm doing this shit for the hard times
I'm doing this shit for the hard times
All the shit we went through and I still grind
I still grind
Doing this shit for the hard times
I'm doing this shit for the hard times
All the shit we went through and I'm still grinding
Damn, all of that shit that I lost in thе past tense
Wherе's my brother? Wasn't put in a casket
How I could stack that cash on them bags then

If you knew, you would thought I was plugged in
But my OG wasn't showing no loving
Now I rock me a show and count backends
Had to run that shit up without asking
My bitch say, "Why you leaving the mansion?"
Why you chilling and why you relaxing?
'Cause I'm thinking about copping that Aston
When I pull up, shut up, get your ass in
Go to Melrose and cop up some fashion
Two or three stores, spend a fast ten
I'ma drip on your bitch, I ain't dabbing
And I keep a FN, ain't no lacking
Stick with a drum like a boy band
Got on all-white that look like some porcelain
Mason Margiela, no Jumpman
I remember I couldn't afford it
Pop that shit 'cause I want me a fortune
Now these coupes come with too many horses
63 Benzes and Royces
Used to dream of this shit, now I'm doing it
Hop out that Benz with the frog lights

Got on clean Valentinos and Off-Whites
Rocking diamonds, they shine like a hall light
I be drippin' this shit from the archives
Then I jumped off the porch, went and got mine
Keep that stick with me, day to the nighttime
We gon' swim round their block at the right time
Man, I'm doing this shit for the hard times
Doing this shit for the hard times
Man, I'm doing this shit for the hard times

I'm doing this shit for the hard times
All the shit we went through and I still grind
I still grind
Doing this shit for the hard times
I'm doing this shit for the hard times
All the shit we went through and I'm still grinding
All of that shit that I been through
I had to go cop me a Benz coupe
Hoped up, I chopped down the damn roof
If I sign, I might get me a Lam' too
I told my bitch I ain't into damn moves
Been grinding, I'm due for a million or two
Wasn't even going home, had to fuck in the booth
I don't want to sleep, pop an X, take a boot
Why you got a gun and you won't even shoot?
I know you little n***as want be in my shoes
You sweeter than fruit and can't get in the loop
Went to the top so they can't look down on you
Fresh as a bitch out of designer new
I knew it was coming, this shit deja vu

Got your ho and she say I'm the sweetest taboo
Speaking of mouth, she thought it was a flu
I went in it tight but I let that shit loose
Them n***as talking, I'm letting it loose
Go get a b-roll, that's the best you could do
Stop by the store, get a plate with some food
Move on if she ain't interested in you
Been grinding, now shit finally starting to move
Talked to God and he sent me a message through you

Made it through the hard times, now they hating on you
Hop out that Benz with the frog lights
Got on clean Valentinos and Off-Whites
Rocking diamonds, they shine like a hall light
I be drippin' this shit from the archives
Then I jumped off the porch, went and got mine
Keep that stick with me, day to the nighttime
We gon' swim round their block at the right time
Man, I'm doing this shit for the hard times
Doing this shit for the hard times
Man, I'm doing this shit for the hard times
I'm doing this shit for the hard times
All the shit we went through and I still grind
I still grind
Doing this shit for the hard times
I'm doing this shit for the hard times
All the shit we went through and I'm still grinding