Leather so soft

My leather so soft, my top so soft I probably have it off, these niggas so soft And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard
She said my leather so soft, my top so soft I probably have it off, these niggas so soft And I go so hard (Bitch I go so hard)
You see the paper gon' come
If not I'm gon' get it
I gotta die with money 'cause I wasn't born with it

I stay in the fast lane, on the hustle
Surrounded by goons, there my muscle 
All big and shit, but don’t really tussle.
Rather pull a strap and make it clap
Yeah I go hard bar for bar with a superstar
Catch me in my sports car, you won’t catch me going to far I really just cruise it around the block
Bought it just for small talk. Me I’d rather sit back in my Maybach puffin on a rillo why my driver rolls up the window
He’s not to big on the indoe 
Hand me the remote for the nintindo 
Mario bro oh gee  beat my own score driver lets me know we just pulled up 

Door opens she slides in. 
She says oh your leather so soft your hands so soft. I probably have them on her , these niggas so soft And I go so hard (Bitch I go so hard)

Yeah when I’m doin me you have to see
When I’m in my zone.
When in the zone, just leave a gangster alone 
Let him take one to the dome. clouding up the home if alone let’s get the bitches on the phone.

             Bitch I go so hard 

Yeah I gotta go get it that money cause I wasn’t born with it
Wasn’t some hood rat,but wasn’t rich fuck and all that. 
 Now we on some other shit, that get money money shit!  Ball till we fall or ball and never fall at all.

Gangster blues, rap, hip hop, techno, funk

/dubstep remix male vocal