Hard Times

B.G.

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'
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