Hard Times

[Intro]
Yeah, I made it, this ***** somethin
Im finally in my bag (My, oh my God)
Now I stay in my bag, turn up (Helluva made the beat, baby)
[Pre-Chorus]
A lot of these *****s mad that I made it
Actin like they happy, deep down, I know they hatin
Im the one that took that bad ***** from being basic
She just crazy, my *****, yeah, she playin my *****
[Chorus]
Hard times dont last
I did that shit for ten hoes, *****, so dont brag
Im like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
Call me mister get that head and never call back
Tell that ***** to fall back, I got somethin goin on
Dont hit me on the Gram, *****, dont call my phone
Got here on my own, just feel like I need it
Whoever owed me somethin, keep it pushin, we aint even
[Verse 1]
Still do this shit for Reese, still do this shit for Nell
Got five doin thirty, another five doin L's
Who in my I cant tell sometime?
They dont know its about the money, wont mail sometime
If I fail I try, like, 'Why cant I move on?'
Still, Im movin through the city, still Im movin through the phone
Still, Im missin my dog, they just gave him nineteen
They said, 'We collect calls,' they dont make em like me
[Chorus ]
Hard times dont last
I did that shit for ten hoes, *****, so dont brag
Im like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
Call me mister get that head and never call back
Tell that ***** to fall back, I got somethin goin on
Dont hit me on the Gram, *****, dont call my phone
Got here on my own, just feel like I need it
Whoever owed me somethin, keep it pushin, we aint even
[Verse 2]
On the FaceTime with ** ***er, like, doggy keep it goin
As long as you can move the gram *****, I can move the orange
Still smilin in the mornin when that bag touch
Four hundred thousand cash, got it bustin out the stash
Remember when we used to **** them racks
Now all of my ******* bad
Still would give up my last just to see you one time
If you never make it back, doggy bone, I tried
Yeah, ask him what its gon take
forever
[Pre-Chorus]
A lot of these ** ***s mad that I made it
Actin like they happy, deep down, I know they hatin
Im the one that took that bad ***** from being basic
She just crazy, my *****, yeah, she playin my *****
[Chorus]
Hard times dont last
I did that shit for ten hoes, *****, so dont brag
Im like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
Call me mister get that head and never call back
[Outro]
Hard times dont last
I did that shit for ten hoes, *****, so dont brag
Im like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
Call me mister get that head and never call back