Hard Times

Going through these hard times make me reminisce Back on Dahsheele when we didn't have shit But we did if you think about it Young nigga wasn't thankful bout it Mom and pop's working and grandparents working too I don't know what they going through Use to see d boys in a big spot With a big guap and they on top With the nice shoes and the nice clothes I'm sitting here like maybe that's how life goes Not appreciating life right Like what my daddy do that shit light But I ain't know better I was wrapped up in that street shit When my daddy the real G bitch But I had to pay my dues get my name up Got damn I done came up Niggas still on the same stuff We from the hood you can't blame us I be running through these trials and tribulations Like I'm Lacey still gone Marshawn, mean 'march' on Till everybody wit me get a slice Them hard times get better But don't happen overnight and that's alright We all go through what nobody know I lost some niggas to that Rona, got me puffing this smoke On daily basis know the world racist, but somehow I face it Reality not amazing but I'm feeling that If I got peel these caps of f*ck niggas ain't no turning back I'm resting collecting dividends Making money work through investing coins Everybody turn to a critique So tell me what's the point In pleasing y'all Fake love is what I'm seeing all Day from ones who told me they believed In what the team was on!