Hard Times

[Intro] Shit I you know where we from We always looking for the hustle You're no trying to recheck the heck That ain't gonna get it, get it [Verse 1: Loaded Lux] Said it was hard times in the ghetto seeing mom's tired God mind but the nigga got to guard mine Reflected steering in the section of the chalk line The star died, ambulance they response time Apartheid put these Reeboks on the shelf His daddy ain't go to hustle how we got any help Soldiers still in the struggle stories we got out to tell I'm headed back down to thrilla RIP all I can sell People can be confusing, I free my mind with this music While I got freedom to do it We can use it for pursuing and need to see improving Keep it moving, cause we ain't come this far to lose it How could the Judas, turn around and be Jesus Good and bad on both shoulders and I'm in the cross between it Being my eldest left me, only leaders was Pepsi Tryin to leave but the streets won't let me [Hook] Hard times in the ghetto Every other day nigga running from the devil Tryna live life on a whole 'nother level Seeking kids up so you know I keep them medal Cause it's Hard times in the ghetto Every other day nigga running from the devil Tryna live life on a whole 'nother level I only do the best so you know I never settle [Verse 2: Trae] Never thought I would make it, demons respected Anything I love would take it But tale it coming up a young nigga Dreamed and try to fly like Micah Like once the devil knew He'd be in the sell and I'd be in the living will My sisters in the coffin they needed me but I feel Mama steal to provide for me and my youngest brother Watch I there my niggas get murdered instead of taking cover I used to celebrate holidays but no longer now See as a psycho niggas hustle to get out the hood Wait for you to make it I was some I still misunderstood It's the perception of a lost nigga that lead you crazy Real niggas outnumbered so every days is like we crashing They call me Genocide but me I say I'm feeling right [Hook] [Verse 3: Loaded Lux] White mans hustle, black man struggle Whether the chunk the tax man cut through or pack man 'cuff you Trying to make these racks do double attract new trouble It's hard times, they'll show you for a fact who love you I tell you what you need to know, what you be here for Can you apply that in yo weekly flow, you need the dough And grinding and my people know and evils close As its ever been these niggas don't know who they betting against Heaven sent to the center of the earth, watch me work From the bottom they got'em in the dirt, on my worth Shining just like a diamond every verse in reverse Replying for the life I know I deserve, they say I'm cursed We love the Ads in T.V. that breed the lust for cash Bucket full of crabs all can grab Take all of the debt, forward it to the stress [Hook] Right? This go to everybody out there surviving through the struggle Who took a fall and bounced back All my niggas all paper All my niggas all locked down Everybody get it going