"HARD IN THE PAINT" lyrics

[Yung Pinch:]
Okay, okay, yeah
Woah
Woah (Hey, hey)

How many nights did I stay up?
Look to the sky to pray up (Yeah)
They see me going too hard in the paint
Made that shit look like a layup
We ain't take the easy way, nah
We took the stairs, took it one step at a time (One step at a time)
Took it a little bit farther than you probably thought
Watch how the stars align (What?)

I heard they worried 'bout me and the money I'm making, just know that I'm fine (Hey)
I'm careful with what I been showing 'em lately 'cause love has been on a decline (Yeah, yeah)
Show me your backbone, they don't got no spine, they just be lying
Whenever I'm back home, I'm holding it down, they falling behind
Watch it all come together, this shit is divine
Shawty a player, but wanna be mine
No, I can't save her, there's no point in trying
If I ever claim her, just know she a dime piece (Damn)
Not my only, yeah, I keep her 'round for the trophies
You know I'm spreading the love around
She bringing cheese for the homies
Yeah, we spreading that love around (Spreading that love around)
Shawty know we finna go up whenever I come to town (Yeah, yeah)
Shawty know what it is from the jump, no need to dumb it down (She know)
At least when she fucking with me, I hit it then leave
Yeah, yeah, yeah

How many nights did I stay up? (Stay up)
Look to the sky to pray up (Yeah)
They see me going too hard in the paint
Made that shit look like a layup
We ain't take the easy way, nah
We took the stairs, took it one step at a time (One step at a time)
Took it a little bit farther than you probably thought
Watch how the stars align
How many nights did I stay up?
Look to the sky to pray up
They see me going too hard in the paint
Made that shit look like a layup
We ain't take the easy way, nah
We took the stairs, took it one step at a time
Took it a little bit farther than you probably thought
Watch how the stars align

[Tyla Yaweh:]
I got it, I get it, you know I stay fitted, them millions just stay on my mind (Ayy)
Them diamonds stay stuffed in the trunk, how the fuck I'm gonna stay in disguise? Ayy
Maybach trick, [?], put it in sport and then die
I'm player, no tricking ass, that money gon' fall from the sky
You gon' have to tax that fee, yeah
Tell a bitch I need my fee, mm
She gonna bring it back, she off a Xanny bar
She off the pole, she gonna spend a bankroll
Coming off the plane, I'm dripped in Margiela
She matching my energy, matching my cheddar
This shit is insane, it keeps getting better
I'm giving her game, it's making her wetter
Inside, peanut butter in the coupe (Ooh)
Finesse you out your bag then you ain't gon' shoot (Shoot)
I'ma make her dance like a hula hoop (Hoop)
Act brand-new with these bands, I'm like, "Who are you?" (Who?)

[Yung Pinch:]
How many nights did I stay up?
Look to the sky to pray up (Yeah)
They see me going too hard in the paint
Made that shit look like a layup
We ain't take the easy way, nah
We took the stairs, took it one step at a time (One step at a time)
Took it a little bit farther than you probably thought
Watch how the stars align