Spiritual Battle (feat. FloridaChildd) Video (MV)

I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes

My life feel like a battlefield between them angels and demons
I still ain't answer God's call, my phone been steadily beeping
Too much heartbreak I done felt, my soul been constantly weeping
Every time I think of the pain, I feel my heart start to weaken
It ain't no worse feeling than watching your brudda being taken from you
My pops asked me when that savage gone awaken in you
When you working to feed your family, they still gone be hating on you
Watch out, your day-one homie could be the snake in your group
I told my brother don't wait for shit, that shit need to be waiting on you
I'ma know I made it once I see them stars in the roof
These niggas ain't want to see me ball, yeah, they took away the hoops
My days-ones is my army, you know I ride for my troops
Both God and the devil want my soul, I'm in a life and death race
Never seen so much death 'til I looked a killer right in the face
My heart been used, so I let the drugs take its place
I got no need for it, I'ma just throw it away
So much pain in my body, I just need a cleanse
If a nigga cross me, no we can't make amends
Seeing through the fake love, Cartier lens
Feeling down like I could never be happy again
I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes

I'm so sorry I ain't think it would be like this
I'm just hoping we still can be more than friends
In love with percs, but they only 10's
So much pain in my heart, forever scarred until the end
If I said I had dead friends, would you believe it was true
Heart done got cold, no wonder I kept catching the flu
Gotta slide like the president, they can't see what we do
Why these niggas acting goofy like we don't know they next move
The devil at my door, I don't look, I can't trust my people
I know this life ain't fair, the game different, we far from equal
Lately been taking my time, no need to rush, this a free throw
Everybody at war, we just staying solid, what we know
Tryna get some fast money, finessing through the venmo
Go and spend some racks at Neimans, tired of the cheap clothes
Told my brother wait, our time coming on the d-low
I'm the neighborhood, but damn sure ain't no f*cking hero
When you start showing emotion, they gone think your ass is weak
Niggas knew that we was hungry, ain't offer us a way to eat
They think I'm a leader, so I'm praying that He help me lead
Last year they ain't want to scout me, so this season I'll make them see
Hope the Lord invite me through the gates, seems like the place to be
Money on your head, but I know some jits who'll take it free
Bitch we get the bred, make it spread just like a thread
Watch who be in my circle, my brothers tight just like a dread
I put my heart and my soul, and I ain't get nothing back
Tryna get that fast money, can't seem to find a hack
Momma thank you for them times you went hard and had to break your back
F*cked up every chance I got, just fell in love with the trap

I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes
Yeah, I swear it gets so hard sometimes