Hard Times Lyrics by B.G.

Hard Times Lyrics

    Who put this shit together

    I done done it all from jackin' and slangin' nigga trust that
    Stealin' cars snortin' dope gettin' bust at
    Never goin' ta school all kinda bull-shit
    They callin' my moma in i got her lookin' unfit
    But look it aint cint fault i turned out this way
    Its my fault she told me right from wrong everyday
    When my daddy got killed i think thats when i went a stray
    Mark nell l.t. and me made niggas lay on they face
    We was about that gunplay and on the grind
    We was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine
    Gotta get it how you live where the fuck i'm from
    Gotta keep it on the real where the fuck i'm from
    Growin' up in the streets best believe its dangerous
    They lock us up but the jail aint changin' us
    You'll make it how i live if you don't mind dyin'
    Growin' up in my shoes best believe was hard times nigga

    (chorus) 2x
    Hard times got a nigga in all black
    I'm goin' jack for that silver pack where its at
    Hard times got the b.g. drove nigga
    Hard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga

    Its a hard time comin' up where i'm from like a twister spinnin'
    Don't get caught in it
    Its drastic drama its everyday life whoa
    Jackin' is a way of livin 'if you aint on the right road
    I move fast my people say i need ta slow down
    Close ya nose or ya gonna go down
    I'm beefin' with different sets i'm duckin' them white folks
    Playin' my hoes close
    They tied up like a rope
    I'm slangin' tryin' ta make a million and chill
    Buy a ten story buildin' and a football field
    Diamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grill
    Niggas gone get holes in they head if they don't keep it real
    My mama cryin' cuz she think i'ma get my head bust
    But i tell her growin' up with no daddy is rough
    Welfare aint enough
    And i wanna shine
    So i'm goin get mine nigga and get out these hard times whoa

    (chorus) 2x

    Me and my niggas buyin' cars don't give a fuck what its costin'
    Neighborhood superstar hot boy$ bout flossin'
    Crossin any of us get that put in a coffin
    You don't hear we loss a shoot-out very often
    We ballin'
    Shot callin'
    Walkin' to the top
    And when we get there believe we closin' shop
    I'm lettin' my law down makin' gs nigga
    I done been through them hard times i'm makin' chesse nigga
    Me and fresh can hook up and make a hit with ease nigga
    Fade me the b.g. pretty please nigga
    I'm a six figure
    Money go-getter
    Drivin' expedition
    Bet a bitch quick and put another hoe in her position
    Riches is what i'm chasin' everyday nigga
    Killin' bustas bringin that bitch in my way nigga
    Tryin' ta shine ca money on the grind nigga
    Stackin' gingles cuz we done been through hard times nigga peep me

    (chorus) - repeat to end

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