Lyric Hard Times
Who put this shit together
I done done it all from jackin and slangin nigga trust that
Stealin cars snortin dope gettin bust at
Never goin ta school all kinda bull-shit
They callin my moma in I got her lookin unfit
But look it aint Cint fault I turned out this way
Its my fault she told me right from wrong everyday
When my daddy got killed I think thats when I went a stray
Mark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they face
We was about that gunplay and on the grind
We was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine
Gotta get it how you live where the fuck I m from
Gotta keep it on the real where the fuck I m from
Growin up in the streets best believe its dangerous
They lock us up but the jail aint changin us
You ll make it how i live if you don t mind dyin
Growin up in my shoes best believe was hard times nigga
(Chorus) 2x
Hard times got a nigga in all black
I m goin jack for that silver pack where its at
Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga
Hard times got me duckin them white folks nigga
Its a hard time comin up where I m from like a twister spinnin
Don t get caught in it
Its drastic drama its everyday life whoa
Jackin is a way of livin if you aint on the right road
I move fast my people say I need ta slow down
Close ya nose or ya gonna go down
I m beefin with different sets I m duckin them white folks
Playin my hoes close
They tied up like a rope
I m slangin tryin ta make a million and chill
Buy a ten story buildin and a football field
Diamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grill
Niggas gone get holes in they head if they don t keep it real
My mama cryin cuz she think I ma get my head bust
But I tell her growin up with no daddy is rough
Welfare aint enough
And I wanna shine
So I m goin get mine nigga and get out these hard times whoa
(Chorus) 2x
Me and my niggas buyin cars don t give a fuck what its costin
Neighborhood superstar Hot Boy$ bout flossin
Crossin any of us get that put in a coffin
You don t hear we loss a shoot-out very often
We ballin
Shot callin
Walkin to the top
And when we get there believe we closin shop
I m lettin my law down makin Gs nigga
I done been through them hard times I m makin chesse nigga
Me and Fresh can hook up and make a hit with ease nigga
Fade me the B.G. pretty please nigga
I m a six figure
Money go-getter
Drivin expedition
Bet a bitch quick and put another hoe in her position
Riches is what I m chasin everyday nigga
Killin bustas bringin that bitch in my way nigga
Tryin ta shine Ca$h Money on the grind nigga
Stackin gingles cuz we done been through hard times nigga peep me
(Chorus) - repeat to end
I done done it all from jackin and slangin nigga trust that
Stealin cars snortin dope gettin bust at
Never goin ta school all kinda bull-shit
They callin my moma in I got her lookin unfit
But look it aint Cint fault I turned out this way
Its my fault she told me right from wrong everyday
When my daddy got killed I think thats when I went a stray
Mark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they face
We was about that gunplay and on the grind
We was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine
Gotta get it how you live where the fuck I m from
Gotta keep it on the real where the fuck I m from
Growin up in the streets best believe its dangerous
They lock us up but the jail aint changin us
You ll make it how i live if you don t mind dyin
Growin up in my shoes best believe was hard times nigga
(Chorus) 2x
Hard times got a nigga in all black
I m goin jack for that silver pack where its at
Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga
Hard times got me duckin them white folks nigga
Its a hard time comin up where I m from like a twister spinnin
Don t get caught in it
Its drastic drama its everyday life whoa
Jackin is a way of livin if you aint on the right road
I move fast my people say I need ta slow down
Close ya nose or ya gonna go down
I m beefin with different sets I m duckin them white folks
Playin my hoes close
They tied up like a rope
I m slangin tryin ta make a million and chill
Buy a ten story buildin and a football field
Diamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grill
Niggas gone get holes in they head if they don t keep it real
My mama cryin cuz she think I ma get my head bust
But I tell her growin up with no daddy is rough
Welfare aint enough
And I wanna shine
So I m goin get mine nigga and get out these hard times whoa
(Chorus) 2x
Me and my niggas buyin cars don t give a fuck what its costin
Neighborhood superstar Hot Boy$ bout flossin
Crossin any of us get that put in a coffin
You don t hear we loss a shoot-out very often
We ballin
Shot callin
Walkin to the top
And when we get there believe we closin shop
I m lettin my law down makin Gs nigga
I done been through them hard times I m makin chesse nigga
Me and Fresh can hook up and make a hit with ease nigga
Fade me the B.G. pretty please nigga
I m a six figure
Money go-getter
Drivin expedition
Bet a bitch quick and put another hoe in her position
Riches is what I m chasin everyday nigga
Killin bustas bringin that bitch in my way nigga
Tryin ta shine Ca$h Money on the grind nigga
Stackin gingles cuz we done been through hard times nigga peep me
(Chorus) - repeat to end
