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Bang
Bang
Philly
This shit is shot now
Little n****s women getting shot down
Hit my n***a gorilla, I'm on my way to Pottstown
Good weed got pounds
Good dope, lockdown
Whitney go for double and we triple off the Bob Brown
Chin up
Top down
Like my passenger
Looks personality and hustle nothing bad as her
You ain't never love a bitch cause you ain't never had a her
She know that I'm him so she riding saddle up
Shit rough but it only make my inner rougher
Scars and broke bones done made my skin tougher
Twin snuffers exact match in my timb chuckers
Bitches running their dick suckers and n****s suckers
I don't even mention what they tell me about you bozo's
But y'all go from them on a pillow right to y'all phone
Calling each other cause y'all hoes
So come at me over one of those pussy I'm a be giving y'all holes
This for hard times
This for hard times
When you f*cked up and you don't got nobody, this for hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Did you f*ck up
Cause I f*cked up
When the sun go down, it always come up
Despite everything I know one day I'm a come up
This for all the times I f*cked up my G
Had to fight so hard
Had to grind so hard
Just to be here, I don't live in fear, y'all stunt too hard
I got bills to pay, got mouths to feed with no f*cking job
So I freestyle and remix with the toughest guard
I had everything in this dope shit
Everything in this coke flip
All my bread in the get back and my man f*cked up the motion
Ya man ever beg for you to put him on, put him on and he f*cked up
And that was bread to go grocery shopping so I'm living life kind of f*cked up
Cause I'm hungry n***a
This ain't funny n***a
I was so hungry I ate nails 'till it was bloody n***a
Can't never go to the hospital no coverage n***a
They said money won't buy happiness, but I want it n***a, I want it n***a
Mice all in the bando, they was fighting with the roaches though
I could never understand yo, we was just up five months ago
Now we drink tap
Trying to get back
I done lost so many family members can't get back, can't get back
Really thought we would die together
Smoke one and get high whenever
I ain't see you start hustling, 'till the one day we said it's now or never
School shoppin at Forman Mills
I ain't say we was stretching bills
But when the bills came we was stressing bills
I ain't tell my mom, I was trapping pills
Got to check left and got to check right cause the day you don't its gone get you killed
Hard times gone pass quick, it don't last long with this type of skill
I was put in environments they don't give a f*ck how you f*cking feel
I see all of these f*ck niggas, but half act like they made of steel
Hear shit about ya right hand, and you second guess if that n***a real
What I been through made me patient but I ain't pressed, let time tell
What I learned I got heart n***a, put me in a jam and I respond well
Never had no handout stay ten toes through the grind still
Run in cribs with no mask on
Kicking shit through the back door
It's kind of f*cked up, used to live there, now it's turned out, it's a bad jawn
Piss all over the damn bed, piss all over the damn floor
Some nights I would ask myself is you living life if you dead poor
This for hard times
This for hard times
When you f*cked up and you don't got nobody, this for hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Did you f*ck up
Cause I f*cked up
When the sun go down, it always come up
Despite everything I know one day I'm a come up
This for all the times I f*cked up my G
N***a I learned everything from the streets
I got plenty secrets that I'm a keep
Getting that chicken and going through beef
Putting young n****s all on they feet
Everyday I started thinking about Drama, that shit start making me thinking bout Kon
Want to put the world inside of my palms
I can't believe they just took my bro Don
Damn
I was in the same situation, in them blues I never been a crip
Now I'm going harder than the f*cking pavement for the people who said I wouldn't be shit
My flow heavy like the ocean n***a
Promethazine had me floating n***a
Work out like aerobics then we jam n****s for that bonus n***a
Give it up n***a
Or get touched n***a
I ain't never want to go to sleep, wanted to stay down and stay up n***a
Always knew I was a different breed
In the smokers crib I ain't want to leave
Bagging up with no mask on, on some real shit, I ain't want to breathe, I ain't want to breathe
Loyalty running in my genes
Early morning bagging all the fiends
Couldn't wait to hit the next lick and get a new pack for the whole team
Quarter pound all on the exit, two for you, two for me
All I wanted was the love n***a, if I do for you would you do for me
On a mission when you all broke
Get it all white I feel like the pope
Still dreaming about a new Bent, but I'm a act retarded when I get a ghost
Rat n****s really do the most
N***a please don't take me for a f*cking joke
You want some bread I want the whole loaf
Ice and bake mix it with the coke
Nobody really on your side, not a shoulder to lean on
See the pain all in my eyes, I still can't believe Reem gone
Nobody really ride or die
Where was you when I needed help
All this pain I kept to myself
Walk in my shoes to see how I felt
All I wanted was a Louie Belt
And an all gold Diesel Watch
That'll make these bitches pussy melt
All I used to do was play the block
N***a
This for hard times
So I'm hitting my dope line
White girl doing that coke line
White girl doing that coke line my n***a
This for hard times
This for hard times
When you f*cked up and you don't got nobody, this for hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Did you f*ck up
Cause I f*cked up
When the sun go down, it always come up
Despite everything I know one day I'm a come up
This for all the times I f*cked up my G
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Bang
Bang
Philly
This shit is shot now
Little n****s women getting shot down
Hit my n***a gorilla, I'm on my way to Pottstown
Good weed got pounds
Good dope, lockdown
Whitney go for double and we triple off the Bob Brown
Chin up
Top down
Like my passenger
Looks personality and hustle nothing bad as her
You ain't never love a bitch cause you ain't never had a her
She know that I'm him so she riding saddle up
Shit rough but it only make my inner rougher
Scars and broke bones done made my skin tougher
Twin snuffers exact match in my timb chuckers
Bitches running their dick suckers and n****s suckers
I don't even mention what they tell me about you bozo's
But y'all go from them on a pillow right to y'all phone
Calling each other cause y'all hoes
So come at me over one of those pussy I'm a be giving y'all holes
This for hard times
This for hard times
When you f*cked up and you don't got nobody, this for hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Did you f*ck up
Cause I f*cked up
When the sun go down, it always come up
Despite everything I know one day I'm a come up
This for all the times I f*cked up my G
Had to fight so hard
Had to grind so hard
Just to be here, I don't live in fear, y'all stunt too hard
I got bills to pay, got mouths to feed with no f*cking job
So I freestyle and remix with the toughest guard
I had everything in this dope shit
Everything in this coke flip
All my bread in the get back and my man f*cked up the motion
Ya man ever beg for you to put him on, put him on and he f*cked up
And that was bread to go grocery shopping so I'm living life kind of f*cked up
Cause I'm hungry n***a
This ain't funny n***a
I was so hungry I ate nails 'till it was bloody n***a
Can't never go to the hospital no coverage n***a
They said money won't buy happiness, but I want it n***a, I want it n***a
Mice all in the bando, they was fighting with the roaches though
I could never understand yo, we was just up five months ago
Now we drink tap
Trying to get back
I done lost so many family members can't get back, can't get back
Really thought we would die together
Smoke one and get high whenever
I ain't see you start hustling, 'till the one day we said it's now or never
School shoppin at Forman Mills
I ain't say we was stretching bills
But when the bills came we was stressing bills
I ain't tell my mom, I was trapping pills
Got to check left and got to check right cause the day you don't its gone get you killed
Hard times gone pass quick, it don't last long with this type of skill
I was put in environments they don't give a f*ck how you f*cking feel
I see all of these f*ck niggas, but half act like they made of steel
Hear shit about ya right hand, and you second guess if that n***a real
What I been through made me patient but I ain't pressed, let time tell
What I learned I got heart n***a, put me in a jam and I respond well
Never had no handout stay ten toes through the grind still
Run in cribs with no mask on
Kicking shit through the back door
It's kind of f*cked up, used to live there, now it's turned out, it's a bad jawn
Piss all over the damn bed, piss all over the damn floor
Some nights I would ask myself is you living life if you dead poor
This for hard times
This for hard times
When you f*cked up and you don't got nobody, this for hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Did you f*ck up
Cause I f*cked up
When the sun go down, it always come up
Despite everything I know one day I'm a come up
This for all the times I f*cked up my G
N***a I learned everything from the streets
I got plenty secrets that I'm a keep
Getting that chicken and going through beef
Putting young n****s all on they feet
Everyday I started thinking about Drama, that shit start making me thinking bout Kon
Want to put the world inside of my palms
I can't believe they just took my bro Don
Damn
I was in the same situation, in them blues I never been a crip
Now I'm going harder than the f*cking pavement for the people who said I wouldn't be shit
My flow heavy like the ocean n***a
Promethazine had me floating n***a
Work out like aerobics then we jam n****s for that bonus n***a
Give it up n***a
Or get touched n***a
I ain't never want to go to sleep, wanted to stay down and stay up n***a
Always knew I was a different breed
In the smokers crib I ain't want to leave
Bagging up with no mask on, on some real shit, I ain't want to breathe, I ain't want to breathe
Loyalty running in my genes
Early morning bagging all the fiends
Couldn't wait to hit the next lick and get a new pack for the whole team
Quarter pound all on the exit, two for you, two for me
All I wanted was the love n***a, if I do for you would you do for me
On a mission when you all broke
Get it all white I feel like the pope
Still dreaming about a new Bent, but I'm a act retarded when I get a ghost
Rat n****s really do the most
N***a please don't take me for a f*cking joke
You want some bread I want the whole loaf
Ice and bake mix it with the coke
Nobody really on your side, not a shoulder to lean on
See the pain all in my eyes, I still can't believe Reem gone
Nobody really ride or die
Where was you when I needed help
All this pain I kept to myself
Walk in my shoes to see how I felt
All I wanted was a Louie Belt
And an all gold Diesel Watch
That'll make these bitches pussy melt
All I used to do was play the block
N***a
This for hard times
So I'm hitting my dope line
White girl doing that coke line
White girl doing that coke line my n***a
This for hard times
This for hard times
When you f*cked up and you don't got nobody, this for hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Did you f*ck up
Cause I f*cked up
When the sun go down, it always come up
Despite everything I know one day I'm a come up
This for all the times I f*cked up my G
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Writer: Frank Grippaz, TakeRisk Mug, Tyrell Barr
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