Asian Da Brat – Hard Feelings lyrics

[Chorus: Keith Lawson]
I’m too hard to explain, so if I don’t want shawty I just want the fame, yeah
I’m too hard to explain so instead of me fucking I just cop the brain, yeah
What the fuck do I look like, just saving a hoe? I ain’t wearing no cape
I’m too hard to explain, how I come from the trenches, and running the game, yeah

[Verse 1: Keith Lawson]
Ayy, wake up, I’ma count up the racks
New whip, I just pulled off the lot
New bitch, I just met from the block
And second day, she let me hit from the back
We love the gun, now it’s still on my lap
Care for these niggas, be sending them chaps
Hard to explain, cause I’ve been through a lot
Grandma told me I was always a star
Niggas ain’t making no bank, for real
Niggas ain’t playing, I feel to kill
I’m off the drug, so I can feel
Glock safety, we ain’t got to lock it
Tucked no chain, that I fucked with
Benz car, still use a bar
Benz car, still use a bar
Too hard to explain cause I’ve been through a lot

[Chorus: Keith Lawson]
I’m too hard to explain, so if I don’t want shawty I just want the fame, yeah
I’m too hard to explain so instead of me fucking I just cop the brain, yeah
What the fuck do I look like just saving a hoe? I ain’t wearing no cape
I’m too hard to explain, how I come from the trenches, and running the game, yeah

[Verse 2: Asian Doll]
I’m a young boss bitch, cashed out twenty on my wrist
Bitch just mad cause she not it
Spend some thousands on my fit
And I’m dripping new Chanel
I was posted with no bail
Locked up junkies in the cell
Beat that bitch then went to jail
Uh, key to the city
Made all this money, I get it and spend it
All of this Gucci I can't even fit in
Talk to me later, lil Asian saddity
Went in and grinding, the poor, I’m the best
Riding, you lame, you down with the rest
Chopper gon’ hit at your kidney and chest
Put on the vest and it still can’t protect
Applying this pressure from all angles
When I grew up, I wanted to be famous
Put out a hit on you, try Asian
I look at the roof and the stars spangle
I ride around in a ghost
These bitches fucking for clothes
Niggas be selling they soul, no
I can’t compete with a hoe

[Chorus: Keith Lawson]
I’m too hard to explain, so if I don’t want shawty I just want the fame, yeah
I’m too hard to explain so instead of me fucking I just cop the brain, yeah
What the fuck do I look like just saving a hoe? I ain’t wearing no cape
I’m too hard to explain, how I come from the trenches, and running the game, yeah