Hard Times
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Look I be stressing but it's alright
I got my future on this hard drive
Just a nigga from the hood
Totally misunderstood but I made it through these hard times
I put in work this ain't no part-time
Just a three year hiatus in the archive
Just know I'm in the cut like peroxide
Proving nigga's wrong in my off time
And it feels so righteous
As I rewrite this with a touch like Midas
Niggas back in the hood sparking war like Isis
With my pen to my paper trynna forge my light
Fuck a backspace I'm never going back in time
I know life hit hard but I'm smarter than that
You wanna kill a nigga's dreams you gotta slaughter the pack
Sharpen my pencil, my niggas slang dope out the rental
That .45 hanging in the four door with the gentlemen
Hello
The type of nigga's who go faster at the sight of yellow
I wonder why they get excited at the site of hell
I'm wondering if I could save all of nigga's from the trap
And is it worth the chance of prolly getting trapped myself
Shit, well I be damned if I don't try
I seen the hand of God I'll be damned if don't die by the hands of my Uncle Sam
Trigger blam
Feed the poor to the rich before we get outta this jam, shit
I see my people stuck inside a trance
Caught them dealing with the devil for a couple hundred bands
Am I any different, and is it worth correction
I'm sitting here judging niggas off my imperfections
I swore I wouldn't leave you sinking in depression and it kills me inside
I hope all dogs go heaven or at least make it out kennel
I see where we headed and I ain't ready to settle on the fact that my black skin holding me back
My passion got me where I am today, fuck it reload and attack
From the hood, but my hood hang low like the strap
I know that God been handing out halos like the pack of of Joe Exotic
Trynna get my niggas out the projects, but only time will tell if they really with the progress
They say life a cycle but it's more like propellers
Cause if shit don't kill us, then it easily propel us
And it's alright
I got my future on this hard drive
Would you give up on yourself for everybody else
When you made it through these hard times
Or would cut these niggas off like apartheid
It's all love from the bottom of my mob ties
Just know I'm in the cut like peroxide
Proving niggas wrong in my off time
And it feels so righteous
They say home is where the heart is nigga mine on ice
From a city filled with pity on a poverty strike
Ready to give up everything I used to wanna be liked
I used wanna be Mike
And now I'm living in my color every time I get the mic whether you like or not
I'm tryna get Roddy Richh, thinking outta the box
I be stressing dawg but the Flo progressive
Still gotta method to ways, check the message and replay
I'm a walking contradiction who speak in compositions
Said I'm tweaking cause them tweeters taught my niggas new religions
That's the power of my God speaking in high frequencies
I made it from my lowest point to getting high frequently
Still I'm on the rise, well, not to my surprise
If I ever do fall it's not because I'm tired shit
I needa pop like the fourth of J, nah
I needa get the hard drive back from Bas
Word to the scapegoats, I pray that they profit
Living from paycheck to paycheck ain't shit in my pockets
The truth is Antetokounmpo dawg it pay to be Giannis
That's what my nigga Adam said, and all my brodies is polished
Prolly could juke and shoot a movie all inside of my room
Was making vibes to describe how I'm blessed, achoo
I went from hoot to hottest nigga all inside of the coupe
Through and though I kept solid dropping this sonic boom, Ya dig it
Too many nigga's die to worry 'bout a camera flash
Still hit up Fox News wondering where their cameras at
Daily nigga news is it too much for you to stomach
Fuck it, nigga listen here
I'm supposed to be in jail or dead
Instead I'm in whip playing tails or head
With a dime piece named Michelle from Roslindale
That ain't her real name, cause nigga's don't kiss and tell
I been waiting for my luck with this wishing well
And I just got a call from God said he wish me well
That's some real shit
Nigga's been living on the edge of a cliff
And every time I try to jump I feel my legs get stiff
Oh wait no, that's just old girl, shit I was dozing off
I got so much on mind, but she gon' suck it all
Court date coming soon just to top it off
Riding with no L, I ain't talking bout the smirnoff
With the bread I gotta give back to the government
I prolly won't touch my first mill that's some other shit
I been living reckless
Feeling helpless
No sleep for the wicked and damn I'm feeling restless
Less than what I label as best"I got some work to do" is an understatement at best, but bless because I know it's true
You ain't gotta tell me 'less I ask for advice
Sometimes you gotta fail first to really get the shit right
Far from perfect
But I got a goal that gives me purpose
And a reason to keep going even when I'm feeling worthless
I wonder if the roads that I've paved and the choices I've made deserve the good or the bad
I just wait
Only time could tell but for now I'm in the Subby
Getting top from a shorty, said she wish she never knew me
Everything's fine I just gotta pay a fine and blow up 'bout right on time
Is this a movie
I'm from the Guttaland parts
The school of hard knocks
Hard liquor in my system till my fucking heart stop
Heart stop
Heart stop
I'm from the Guttaland parts
The school of hard knocks
Hard liquor in my system till a nigga heart drop
It's non stop
Now drop
Now drop
Now drop
Now drop
Now drop