Harder
The struggle will turn you into a demon
It's demon hour
Midnight to be exact
I'll take what's not mines when i'm hungry
Better be in
When times got harder
A nigga heart got darker
Lessons after lessons in these streets
Thats how i got smarter
They say i look like my father
I'm at your head like a barber
Seven grade I started fucking
I was running through daughters
Posted up in the quarters
I ain't even have a dollar
Bad jit running around
I ain't even fold my collar
Listening to the OGs
They was preaching like scholars
Screaming fuck the hospital
The pill man was my doctor
Back when i was thugging
My nigga made the newspaper
I was playing sports
He was in the streets getting paper
That's when i had that 22
Get to close meet your maker
I was rolling off of zans
Steady giving out favors
Listening to Justin Bands
Just made a check on my haters
That was back when i couldn't buy cigars
Smoking out papers
When my uncle got out
But he was still on papers
He was selling that flocka
50 a pack any takers
Had to finesse me a pack
I just needed some paper
Went straight to grime street
And got it off before later
Been in the field like Emmitt Smith
My face card too gator
Shawty never changed on me
That's why i still fuck with Taylor
But i ain't saving no hoe
Take that up with your savior
Ran out of patience with people
I'm done doing favors
Tired of my niggas crashing out
Just saw bro in the papers
Hold it down my nigga
Soon we gone' ball like the lakers
When times got harder
A nigga heart got darker
Lessons after lessons in these streets
Thats how i got smarter
They say i look like my father
I'm at your head like a barber
Seven grade I started fucking
I was running through daughters
Posted up in the quarters
I ain't even have a dollar
Bad jit running around
I ain't even fold my collar
Listening to the OGs
They was preaching like scholars
Screaming fuck the hospital
The pill man was my doctor
It's demon hour
Midnight to be exact
I'll take what's not mines when i'm hungry
Better be in
When times got harder
A nigga heart got darker
Lessons after lessons in these streets
Thats how i got smarter
They say i look like my father
I'm at your head like a barber
Seven grade I started fucking
I was running through daughters
Posted up in the quarters
I ain't even have a dollar
Bad jit running around
I ain't even fold my collar
Listening to the OGs
They was preaching like scholars
Screaming fuck the hospital
The pill man was my doctor
Back when i was thugging
My nigga made the newspaper
I was playing sports
He was in the streets getting paper
That's when i had that 22
Get to close meet your maker
I was rolling off of zans
Steady giving out favors
Listening to Justin Bands
Just made a check on my haters
That was back when i couldn't buy cigars
Smoking out papers
When my uncle got out
But he was still on papers
He was selling that flocka
50 a pack any takers
Had to finesse me a pack
I just needed some paper
Went straight to grime street
And got it off before later
Been in the field like Emmitt Smith
My face card too gator
Shawty never changed on me
That's why i still fuck with Taylor
But i ain't saving no hoe
Take that up with your savior
Ran out of patience with people
I'm done doing favors
Tired of my niggas crashing out
Just saw bro in the papers
Hold it down my nigga
Soon we gone' ball like the lakers
When times got harder
A nigga heart got darker
Lessons after lessons in these streets
Thats how i got smarter
They say i look like my father
I'm at your head like a barber
Seven grade I started fucking
I was running through daughters
Posted up in the quarters
I ain't even have a dollar
Bad jit running around
I ain't even fold my collar
Listening to the OGs
They was preaching like scholars
Screaming fuck the hospital
The pill man was my doctor
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Writer(s): Daijon Flowers
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