Lyrics:
Yeah man thru the hard times
Trials and tribulations
You know you down bad
Your luck ran out
You gone climb back
To the top man
Superstar
20
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman
Giving all your love to just one man
You'll have bad times
And he'll have good times
Doin' things that you
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
Strip
Run it down the line, Sunset and Vine
Blow a half a zip by the Hollywood sign
Scotty once said "It gets better with time"
Eastside Long Beach but
you tend to lie
You'll take the West train, just by the side of Amsterdam
Just by your left brain, just by the side of the Tin man
Your time will
goals
He’s a skit man talk about jokes
don’t have exs man I have hoes
Ain’t playing games ain’t no tic tac toe
Time going by like tic tic
Down
a tractor
minus 40 degree
and hard as a rocks at winter time in the North pole
and the way that i swim & I jump on the beats, you gone think that the boy is
False prophets cry of doom, what are the possibilities?
I told my brother there'll be problems, times and tears for fears
But we must live each day like
mind
I am the soldier in the airport
Facing giants one more time
I am the woman shamed and haunted
By the cry of unborn life
I am every broken man
the darkness
You forget...
Oh, you know you're gettin' really hard to be with
And you're cryin' every time you turn around
And you wonder why you cannot pick
Nette (Man this rent high af)
Sold By Nette. (Haha) I'm tryna get sold by Nette (It's bout time for a mortgage)
I'm on the gram. Tryna make another flip
shit never left em man
No air to the thrown
Lyrical stamina leave him breathless damn
Hard work pays off
I had to manifest it man
Christ was hung from
We ride abide, the laws that we live by
Oh my, oh my, starving and trying to get by
But when a man dies, the next man rides
Ready for war with a four
Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"
Aye, man, y'all know what
more time, baby
One more time, baby
One more time just for old time's sake
Now if we have to separate and find somebody new
It's hard to imagine
Oh, oh, oh
It's hard times
We strugglin', tryin' to get by, tryin' to get by
Tryin' to get by, whoa, whoa
It don't stop (don't stop)
Always
this heat
(You won't do nothing)
I'm right here by the bar, my mans all know who you are
I know you think that you're hard but
(You won't do nothing)
hasn’t
Hurt like yours and mine
Torn apart by promises and lies
Yes love is easy but love is rarely true
It ain’t a lie that true love’s hard to find
So
my truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built
my truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built
got no tail
You looked like such a worthy man
Like a sinner tossed on the wind
Like a hard sell
Like I've passed on
Like a willow thrown away!
just as hard as he can
Trying to dodge them scales and the Man
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best that
a-blowin'
And he don't care where he's goin'
The only time he feels right is when he's rollin'
He's got road maps in his hand
Lord, drivin' just as hard
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