Hard Times
Real live stepper Eastside repper, storyteller
Never better than this moment I've been getting at it, wrecking havoc
Poets emotions, this pen'll drag it, touch the bread
And go get up on latest fashion, shit I'm in to win
Already know you spent that block, bet you won't spend again
I lost my heart when it got jammed by my closest friend
I don't even want associates, not close to kins
Living fast, just to fuck around and slowly live
My boy been held up in the feds and I can't send him shit
That hurt me deeply, I can't even be there for his kids
If I'm on before you home, then just know you win
Then just know you win, and if I die tonight, then let me die to right
Under pressure got me thinking, is it fight or flight
Nigga get up out your thoughts, you just venting right
Broski get up out your thoughts, you just venting right
Shit, hard times don't last but real niggas do
Yeah, hard times don't last but real niggas do
Get on your job, get on your shit, you got some shit to prove
Hard times don't last, but real niggas do
Man fuck them niggas, stand on business, don't let them front your move
Hard times don't last but real niggas do
Hard times don't last, but real niggas do
Don't know to cry no more, don't want to cry no more
Don't hit my line for no time I don't even want no vibe no more
Stick to myself behind the doors
And low below the tent I left that shit there on the block
Investing in the regions kid, living righteous
And standing on it like Christians with Bibles
Dropping jewels from my idols before they turn rivals
Cause when you at the top don't wanna help the bottom
I don't get it I be thinking when I'm gone up off the bottle
And I'm ready for it, and I'm ready for it
Shooting stars in the making all it takes a little patience for it
Miss my niggas on the daily shit is crazy
Still hurt my soul, LA ain't surprised it's with a baby damn
Under pressure got me thinking is it fight or flight
Let me get up out these thoughts I'm just venting right
Need to get up out these thoughts I'm just venting right
Hard times don't last but real niggas do
Yeah, hard times don't last but real niggas do
Never better than this moment I've been getting at it, wrecking havoc
Poets emotions, this pen'll drag it, touch the bread
And go get up on latest fashion, shit I'm in to win
Already know you spent that block, bet you won't spend again
I lost my heart when it got jammed by my closest friend
I don't even want associates, not close to kins
Living fast, just to fuck around and slowly live
My boy been held up in the feds and I can't send him shit
That hurt me deeply, I can't even be there for his kids
If I'm on before you home, then just know you win
Then just know you win, and if I die tonight, then let me die to right
Under pressure got me thinking, is it fight or flight
Nigga get up out your thoughts, you just venting right
Broski get up out your thoughts, you just venting right
Shit, hard times don't last but real niggas do
Yeah, hard times don't last but real niggas do
Get on your job, get on your shit, you got some shit to prove
Hard times don't last, but real niggas do
Man fuck them niggas, stand on business, don't let them front your move
Hard times don't last but real niggas do
Hard times don't last, but real niggas do
Don't know to cry no more, don't want to cry no more
Don't hit my line for no time I don't even want no vibe no more
Stick to myself behind the doors
And low below the tent I left that shit there on the block
Investing in the regions kid, living righteous
And standing on it like Christians with Bibles
Dropping jewels from my idols before they turn rivals
Cause when you at the top don't wanna help the bottom
I don't get it I be thinking when I'm gone up off the bottle
And I'm ready for it, and I'm ready for it
Shooting stars in the making all it takes a little patience for it
Miss my niggas on the daily shit is crazy
Still hurt my soul, LA ain't surprised it's with a baby damn
Under pressure got me thinking is it fight or flight
Let me get up out these thoughts I'm just venting right
Need to get up out these thoughts I'm just venting right
Hard times don't last but real niggas do
Yeah, hard times don't last but real niggas do
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Writer(s): Sebastian Thompkins
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