Rough Times
Aye
Times still rough ain't shit change
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
Ayeeuh
Ayeauh
Money Chasing Mafia
Times still rough
Ain't shit change
(Shit rough, shit rough)
Know I'ma be the same
Ain't gon' switch lanes
Funny how I seen you ducking when that beef came
They send some shots I send em back it's like an exchange
(It's like an exchange)
I'm too deep up in this shit to let it phase me
(Let it phase me)
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Sneak dissing but don't mention shit is crazy
Lil boy go play a game fore' you try play me
I might just put a bullet
Where his brain be
And since he sneak dissing
They won't blame me (They won't blame me)
Ever since I touched this paper, they wanna' hate me
But I don't hear it, I'm so deaf just call me J.D
(So So Def, aye)
Coulda' fucked your bitch, but nigga I ain't wanna'
(I ain't wanna)
Feel Like I'm baby in this bitch number 1 stunna'
How all this time you still ain't dig me, you the plumber
(Nigga you the plumber)
Just had a threesome her and me and marijuana
Aye, look
Too many niggas getting booked
Real lives getting took
Plus they breeding rats (Rats)
Ain't no feeding that
I had this shit when I first started
They ain't believe in that
Til' the day they see me speeding in that demon cat
I'm surrounded by this hate somebody save me
And I ain't never play no games
How could you play me
Screaming free the real
Til' they all free
(Free my dogs)
Your label ain't talking no Mills'?
Then don't call me
(Then don't call)
Times still rough
Ain't shit change
Know I'ma be the same
Ain't gon' switch lanes
(I ain't gon' switch lanes)
Funny how I seen you ducking when that beef came
They send some shots I send em back it's like an exchange
I'm too deep up in this shit to let it phase me
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
Sneak dissing but don't mention shit is crazy
(You don't mention me)
Lil boy go play a game fore' you try play me
(You don't mention me)
I been jamming, off the perc
Why you scamming?
Push some work
He must don't think these bullets hurt
I'ma put him on a shirt
Why you laughing, I'm from the dirt
Get them bands in, what's your worth?
Draco got killers 'round the Worth
Grab that chop and go berserk
I got niggas wanna' see me dead
Probably running with them same ones ain't wanna see me fed
But now I'm up until the am gotta' count this bread
(Gotta' count this bread)
This the season for your BM, make her open legs
(She gon' open legs)
See no point in sneak dissing, shit is crazy (see no point)
Throw my bullets on point, just call me Brady (call me Brady)
And I'm getting brain in a cedes' (getting brain in a cedes')
You ain't getting money cause' you lazy
Explain living in a world that's too cold?
I don't know, but I'm just tryna' get my wrist froze
Explain a nigga hot, but you leave him cold?
He was tipping had to cook em like a dinner roll
Times still rough
Ain't shit change
Know I'ma be the same
Ain't gon' switch lanes
(I ain't gon' switch lanes)
Funny how I seen you ducking when that beef came
They send some shots I send em back it's like an exchange
(It's like an exchange)
I'm too deep up in this shit to let it phase me
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
Sneak dissing but don't mention shit is crazy
Lil boy go play a game fore' you try play me
(You don't mention me)
Times still rough ain't shit change
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
Ayeeuh
Ayeauh
Money Chasing Mafia
Times still rough
Ain't shit change
(Shit rough, shit rough)
Know I'ma be the same
Ain't gon' switch lanes
Funny how I seen you ducking when that beef came
They send some shots I send em back it's like an exchange
(It's like an exchange)
I'm too deep up in this shit to let it phase me
(Let it phase me)
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Sneak dissing but don't mention shit is crazy
Lil boy go play a game fore' you try play me
I might just put a bullet
Where his brain be
And since he sneak dissing
They won't blame me (They won't blame me)
Ever since I touched this paper, they wanna' hate me
But I don't hear it, I'm so deaf just call me J.D
(So So Def, aye)
Coulda' fucked your bitch, but nigga I ain't wanna'
(I ain't wanna)
Feel Like I'm baby in this bitch number 1 stunna'
How all this time you still ain't dig me, you the plumber
(Nigga you the plumber)
Just had a threesome her and me and marijuana
Aye, look
Too many niggas getting booked
Real lives getting took
Plus they breeding rats (Rats)
Ain't no feeding that
I had this shit when I first started
They ain't believe in that
Til' the day they see me speeding in that demon cat
I'm surrounded by this hate somebody save me
And I ain't never play no games
How could you play me
Screaming free the real
Til' they all free
(Free my dogs)
Your label ain't talking no Mills'?
Then don't call me
(Then don't call)
Times still rough
Ain't shit change
Know I'ma be the same
Ain't gon' switch lanes
(I ain't gon' switch lanes)
Funny how I seen you ducking when that beef came
They send some shots I send em back it's like an exchange
I'm too deep up in this shit to let it phase me
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
Sneak dissing but don't mention shit is crazy
(You don't mention me)
Lil boy go play a game fore' you try play me
(You don't mention me)
I been jamming, off the perc
Why you scamming?
Push some work
He must don't think these bullets hurt
I'ma put him on a shirt
Why you laughing, I'm from the dirt
Get them bands in, what's your worth?
Draco got killers 'round the Worth
Grab that chop and go berserk
I got niggas wanna' see me dead
Probably running with them same ones ain't wanna see me fed
But now I'm up until the am gotta' count this bread
(Gotta' count this bread)
This the season for your BM, make her open legs
(She gon' open legs)
See no point in sneak dissing, shit is crazy (see no point)
Throw my bullets on point, just call me Brady (call me Brady)
And I'm getting brain in a cedes' (getting brain in a cedes')
You ain't getting money cause' you lazy
Explain living in a world that's too cold?
I don't know, but I'm just tryna' get my wrist froze
Explain a nigga hot, but you leave him cold?
He was tipping had to cook em like a dinner roll
Times still rough
Ain't shit change
Know I'ma be the same
Ain't gon' switch lanes
(I ain't gon' switch lanes)
Funny how I seen you ducking when that beef came
They send some shots I send em back it's like an exchange
(It's like an exchange)
I'm too deep up in this shit to let it phase me
Feel like I live next door to hell somebody save me
Sneak dissing but don't mention shit is crazy
Lil boy go play a game fore' you try play me
(You don't mention me)
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Writer(s): Hiron Stiney
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