Hard To Tell

Uh
Old soul new spirit
Take me back to the old days
Grandpa, palm wine, eating in mold plates
Uh
I mean look how we living now
Demon time in the city everybody moving wild
Ya
Take me back to the old days
Got to warn my brothers about killings in tow gates
The bomb blast
Everywhere e don cast
We need a solution all the talking e don pass
My grandpa said omo it's hard to tell
If we going to heaven why we living in hell
I'm just sipping white juice and listening picking game
Wanna speak my mind but I don't know shit yet again
Analog calculation taking me back
Hard to catch me sleeping everybody here too smart
Played or get played on
Matter of fact
You could loose your life over some couple of racks
The mentality is crazy but know what's crazy
My motherfucking Government baby
Got me posted up walking round paranoid
Any day could be your last lil nigga be the one
Take me back times of Yakubu Gowon
If they take it we take it everybody won
If they chasing we running, everybody gone
But 2021 we just playing with the guns
Oh my God

234 Where I reside
Everyday mans just trynna get by
234 no can't deny
Always get the money no love on the side
Bad boys in the hood I be getting high
Help a nigga put the bullshit to the side
234 where I reside
Everyday mans just trynna get by



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Writer(s): Patrick Agere
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