Hard Times Lyrics

It was hard to make it out from the streets where I'm from

All the young niggas widling ' in the streets where I'm from

Fell down so many times, but I'm still goin', yeah

Just keep on grindin', you gon' make it out, yeah

Can't be slippin' in the streets, gotta keep your gun on, you

Had to get off my ass and get it go an, make me some moves

It's so fucked up, when you come up, they start to hatin' on you

They pick and choose, but you know we play to win and never lose

But you know that it's alright, I keep goin

Keep goin' in with this music, I'ma keep on flowin

Remember when I ain't have nothin', now I'm dressed in Dior

Do the shit for the family, nigga know what's happenin' with me

Now I walk around and I got Gucci floors

Had to run up a bag, yeah

I remember sleepin' on the floor, yeah

I was prayin' to God that I want more, yeah

In and out designer stores can purchase what we want

Had to run up a bag, yeah

I remember sleepin' on the floor, yeah

I was prayin' to God that I want more, yeah

In and out designer stores can purchase what we want