(feat. Trae)

[Chorus]

Hard times, look over your peoples cause everybody dying
Osama Bin Loden is dropping bombs man, in a situation like this
How can I reach calm man, calm man, my ^!$$%

This is hard times, like its so much gun smoke and see the stars shine
We living on dreams but is they coming true, what I'm gonna do
Make a million and pull a stunt or two, a stunt or two


[Trae]
Step into the world of a mob ^!$$%, live in so much pain

The rain steady pumping me up, locked down on hard times
But I'm knowing that I gotta make it, running on my deadline
Giving out flat lines, cause everyhing that I'm feeling

$#&@ing up my mind man, I gotta maintain
Its like everything that I had, it won't ever be the same
I feel I'm sick of the cemetery

Cause that's where all of my people rest
I can't take the stress, I'm fin to send it through somebody chest
That's why I walk around pissed off, strapped with a vest

I done been through a lot, ready to release the glock
Vicinities South, and my brother !@%^y, I be ready to ride
And I'm sick of this %#@!, I ain't fin to be hiding out, lately

Street life's got a ^!$$% lost, will I wind up in a coffin
I don't know, I'm about to blow, I don't wanna take no mo'
But when I bust in a rush, you better hit the flo'

Reality is a mother$#&@er, that's what they was telling a ^!$$%
That's just the truth, I lost my ^!$$% Screw
And Relay too and Andrew, now what about Danny Boo

That's $#&@ed up, growing up in a childhood all alone with nobody
No mama no daddy, Z-Ro I see why these ^!$$%s can't relate to us
Cause we them thugs of another kind

Making these ^!$$%s feel us through rhymes
Cause if they lived the life that we live
They'd probably be broke down, crying and dying


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[Z-Ro]
Living in the ghetto, everyday is a mother$#&@ing test
And I just can't rest, gotta keep a vest around my chest

Seem like everybody wanna start a little plex
^!$$% but not me though, I'm trying to focus
On bigger and brighter thangs

Steady trying to come out the storm
From hurricanes, to heaven and lighter rain
Running away from the police

^!$$% $#&@ peace, its all about war
Nothing but a AK and a HK and a Tommy Gun
Sitting in the back of the car, I just can't cope

Everybody is a suspect, even if you don't bust I'ma bust back
We down to ride and, all you little
(*##$es and ^!$$%s get off my nut sack

Been 18 lonely years, since I buried Mrs. T Jones
When I be shooting the breeze
But I'm still conversating like she ain't gone

You can take a look at this light of mine
Never did glimmer, never did shine
Cause I resort to a life of crime

And I know I'm wrong, but I gotta get mine
Fools don't understand me, a ^!$$% be nervous 24/7
Puffing on sticky, eyes redder than period candy

Look at my pockets, I might as well stop it
Because them hoes so flat, look in the freezer
And a sive, ain't nothing but a stomach, these are hard times


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[Trae]
Ro pass me the AK, one of these ^!$$%s
Fin to pay for everything that I'm feeling, ain't no more healing

To the head with lead, is the only thing I'ma be drilling
My ^!$$% this hard times, and the way that it look
I don't think that it's gonna get better, the only thing that's here

Is to suck it up, inside I know that's why we not giving a $#&@
Ready to bust, on anything this life feeling, like we on our last breath
I'm quiet as kept, my ^!$$% don't start
Or else somebody gon see they death
Or hate us like that, but this side of Trae it be like that all times

The only thing that I know more than pain, is pain and me never dying

[Z-Ro]
Poverty stricken and headed to prison
Running because of the life, you looking for codeine

Or amphetamines, I got em at the cheapest price
Living by the rules of the street life, fin to get ^!$$%s
Better beat the street light home, after dark I par-park
Everybody be tripping, attempting to get rich
Dig a bigger ditch (*##$ bleed, I'm a mother$#&@ing man

Trying to do all that I can, I always held my ground
And I never ran, got shot for taking a stand
I need a plexing, because I'm stressing, losing my mind
Smoking wesson, my head I'm pressing, hard times


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