Hey, hey, hey You think that I'm a little baby You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé You think that I am cracking, but you can't break me 'Cause I can be zen, and I can be the storm, yeah Smell like a rose, and I pierce like a thorn, yeah Karate

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard I'm so hard (Too hard) Ah yeah, yeah, yeah that Rihanna reign just won't let up Where they at, where they at, where they at? Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah That I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard) ah yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm

Club jam packed, they gon' treat us like we royalty They want girls kissin girls, that's the way we do it, flexin' yeah Shawty wanna ride with the team, go on and come Mollies and 'em perks, got these young bitches sprung I know you enjoying these

Got a nigga goin' crazy Time goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high I feel crazy Oh yeah, I feel crazy And Hennessy don't help Throw me a cigarette, dawg! They got me feelin' crazier than a motherfucker I got Bad Azz in this motherfucker

I'm a songwriter My only weapon is my pen And the frame of mind I'm in And the things I flash on everyday They all reflect in what I say Oh yeah, a poet

Oh, it must be love I said whoa, I said whoa Let me hear you say yeah Something got a hold on me, yeah, yeah Believe I'd fly if only I could Sound so strange, sure it's good I said whoa Aha-ho, aha-hey, yeah

Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la (ah-ha) Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say (hey baby) Yeah you can shake some more, make me wanna say (hey baby) If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (la la la la) Ooh you got it, 'cause you

We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise They don't speak our language When we hit the bottom, then it goes up Climb to the top with you We could be the breaks, ones who never made yeah I could be talking to you They tryna

If these walls could talk If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything Because they've seen way too many things 'Cause we'd fall from grace, we're falling Yeah, we'd fall from grace Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard