Asaad (Saudi Money) – Lean Too Hard Lyrics

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[Hook]
I pray to God I dont lean too hard
Pour a 1 pour a 2 pour a four
I pray to God I dont lean too hard
Sippin bar out the jars down to mars

I pray to God I dont lean too hard
Pour a 1 pour a 2 pour a four
I pray to God I dont lean too hard
Sippin bar out the jars

Verse 1:11
See
I still see the stars the world is ours
The foreign hoes, exotic cars
Can't forget the pain cause I see the scars
Young lion double crossed by his Uncle Scar

Visions of my father in the clouds were the blues
And im over english, real niggas speak in hues
Bad bitches butt naked vs nude
& troy on the cover middle fingers fuk you

All the malin + goetz, first day fresh
All you gotta do is say yes, safe sex
Fuk'n on marble floors table sex, apex
Witt timbs on, Niggas corney like an avirex

In 1st grade I would shine with a ring pop
Now it's patek phillipe it's time to go to wing stop
Im at the fresh water bar & you niggas salty
Life live it cheer up have a chilled coffee

6 droppin in April, fool, its sixpence
I stack dead people thats my 6th sense
I like to speak about myself in the 6th tense
I dream about the color black in like 6 tints

Shaded faded shaded faded
The day has come all my praying
Has come to & i've made it
Theres a quote I live by I'm dying to know who made it it goes
Honest hard work always pay ya

All this cake leftover feeling like happy belated
I'm my moms only son & my little sister favorite
12/30/1990 a star was born on that day
& its been on ever since
Saayid Asaad's what they named him


The young Othello, the flow is yellow
Man behind the mask, real life Elmo
Give her Kheils for her ashy knees & ashy elbow
She got a ashy ass, heaven knows hell no

The coriander got my skin like milk & bones
Now pop 6 xanax bars & call in the morn
Pancakes & syrup, breakfast for dinner
My neccesities box of magnums & some swisher

Bitch cook breakfast, butt naked in heels
Smoke n fuk'n heels tell me how does it feel
Chill ya tits while im crushing on lauren
I got a mural in my hood now I'm so important

[Hook]

Verse 2

Look
I still see the scars, the world is ours
The winters cold, electric off
So nowadays a niggas piss is waters of voss
She cook me pancakes, t-shirt & agent

Provocateur the Vickis are for amatuers
Secrets out, if you bought em you'd understand her more
Over stand her more, be a good man
Good man, best man, husband

Chivalry ain't dead, its all in your head
A gentleman's favorite past time is getting head
She down to mars, look good in red
She rock the nars, crimson red

Epicurean clips for the finger tips
Bill was like 6 dropped a 1000 dollar tip
I'm the shit I take long showers & long shits
I'll name my son Ishmeal his nickname the Ish

In 1st grade I proposed with a ring pop
Now it's Patek Phillipe it's time to go to wing stop
Fuk a jolly rancher, We sip it straight, Ak
Fuk sprite, We dont chase we sip it straight, Ak

20 timbs to the face if you step to
Shout out my cousin Quil, brother & nephew

[Hook]

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