Hard Times lyrics

Who put this sh*t together

I done done it all from jackin' and slangin' n*gga trust that
Stealin' cars snortin' dope gettin' bust at
Never goin' ta school all kinda bull-sh*t
They callin' my moma in I got her lookin' unfit
But look it ain't 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 n*ggas 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 f*ck I'm from
Gotta keep it on the real where the f*ck I'm from
Growin' up in the streets best believe its dangerous
They lock us up but the jail ain't 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 n*gga

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Hard times got a n*gga in all black
I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where its at
Hard times got the B.G. drove n*gga
Hard times got me duckin' them white folks n*gga

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 ain't 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
n*ggas gone get holes in they head if they don't keep it real
My mama cryin' cuz she think I'mma get my head bust
But I tell her growin' up with no daddy is rough
Welfare ain't enough
And I wanna shine
So I'm goin get mine n*gga and get out these hard times whoa
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Me and my n*ggas buyin' cars don't give a f*ck what its costin'
Neighborhood superstar Hot Boy$ bout flossin'
Crossin any of us get that ass 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 n*gga
I done been through them hard times I'm makin' chesse n*gga
Me and Fresh can hook up and make a hit with ease n*gga
Fade me the B.G. pretty please n*gga
I'm a six figure
Money go-getter
Drivin' expedition
Bet a b*tch quick and put another ho in her position
Riches is what I'm chasin' everyday n*gga
Killin' bustas bringin that b*tch in my way n*gga
Tryin' ta shine Ca$h Money on the grind n*gga
Stackin' gingles cuz we done been through hard times n*gga peep me

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