HARD KNOCK LIFE Lyrics

My mom was like, who were the black boys you were wit

I said, those were my buddies

She said no kevin those were drug dealers

I lived a hard knock life, served , hard stuff to the whites

I got dog, I got ice, I got all different types

My J feel the fuck out him and my dog had a fight

Don't get caught up in the hype, worried bout, hose, and some likes

Grab my cups and some ice, Canada dry, no sprite

I'ma weigh it as they call, get the custos right

You gon' run behind a bitch, knowing the slut hoe trife

He put a ring on a runner, he got a busto wife

Never told you that I love you, I put other hoes above you

I ain't tell you have my baby, man, these young bitches crazy

No bros from the sand, from a boy to a man

Sold weed as a boy, now I sell dog as a man

Came home from the can, I ain't even have a plan

The goal was the bands, I wasn't thinking about no friends

Some niggas cool wit workin' a nine to five, but I'ma take a chance

Before I get there, let me know what they all need in advance

I'm a two-time felon,but' free my niggas jailing

Gon' put the work in this car and have the other car tailing

Do your dirt by your damn self, they end up tellin'

They told me I can be the president, I end up sellin'

That's a ball sell every time that phone ring

My bitch still lookin' crazy when my phone ding

I change hoes like I change draws every day

I got that topside, got fiends comin' every way

Find you somethin' safe to play with, cause I ain't bout to play

I bought five, he gave me ten, and set the tracking out today

Get down on your dick and watch everybody flake

He was sleepin' on me, fucked his hoe, now his ass awake

I told my white boy, this training day, I'm surgical wit it jake

The oven on, cause the spot cold, I ain't finna bake

He don't know I'm robbin' him the next time he try to serve me shake

I don't even need the bad karma, but niggas in the way

Keep your fuckin' legs closed, bitch, and n****s out your face

You better hold that shit down, yo nigga sitting out the way

I was fucked up, down bad, feelin' out of place

God told me shut the fuck up and fix my fuckin' plate

I had to tell that nigga calm down, I ain't sayin' my grace

These ain't the regular ones, they got Supreme on the lace

I'ma fuck a bitch once or twice, I don't do the bae

Young swan, Juman, make the trap say aye

I lived a hard knock life, served hard stuff to the whites

I got dog, I got ice, I got all different types

My J fell the fuck out, him and my dog had a fight

Don't get caught up in the hype, worried bout, hoes, and some likes

Grab my cups and some ice, Canada Dry, no Sprite

I'ma weigh it as they call, get the custos right

You gon' run behind a bitch, knowing the slut, ho trife

He put a ring on a runner, he gotta bust a wife

Never told you that I love you, I put other hoes above you

I ain't tell you have my baby, man, these young bitches crazy

No bros from the sand, from a boy to a man

Sold weed as a boy, now I sell dog as a man

Came home from the can, I ain't even have a plan

The goal was the bands, I wasn't thinking about no friends

Some niggas cool wit workin' a 9 to 5, but I'ma take a chance

Before I get there, let me know what they all need in advance

Thanks for watching