Hard Times (feat. RC)

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Hard times, hard times I done been through so many hard times
All these bitches wanna talk about is star signs
I remember getting grassed up for shit that I ain't even do
Ask me how many times I been hurt I tell you I been hurt way more than a few

Demons in my head, they just tryna get the best of me
Making music everyday, it be like my destiny

Know that I don't trust a thing see me busyyy, I'm cold hearted
He talked online and I saw him in real life And then he darted

I just finished the wars, which is the ones that they had started
She said she wasn't like the rest, lies I was right and we parted
I don't care if we have issues before I blow, I don't wanna sort it
Don't really risk freedom but I got my guys in them blacked out whips

Young boy outside with all of his beef used to pray that I don't get dipped
My life turned out mad But I'm tryna turn it around from this shit
Turning it around from this shit when me and RC steps in the party it's getting
lit If there's beef, there's beef, it's gonna

turn blitz make sure you don't slip
Sweet ones in the motive looking fit other hand I still got guys hitting licks
I can't beef with them or him They're some jokers, you gotta be taking the mick
For my bros I'll take them risks and for them your just taking the piss

You can't judge a book by its cover think I wouldn't struggle in the bits
RC was born in London City and I was raised broken in the sticks
Now I'm outside with the realest guys tryna take the maddest of trips
Know that I don't trust a thing See me busyyy, I'm cold hearted

He talked online and I saw him in real life and then he darted
I just finished the wars, which is the ones That they had started
She said she wasn't like the rest, lies I was right and we parted
I don't care if we have issues before I blow, I don't wanna sort it

Don't really risk freedom but I got my guys in them blacked out whips
Young boy outside with all of his beef used to pray that I don't get dipped
My life turned out mad but I'm tryna turn it around from this shit

Hard times, hard times I done been through so many hard times
All these bitches wanna talk about is star signs
I remember getting grassed up for shit that I ain't even do
Ask me how many times I been hurt I tell you I been hurt way more than a few
Demons in my head, they just tryna get the best of me
Making music everyday, it be like my destiny

Performing on stage with rappers in the nightclub
Yeah we got everybody screaming making fire in the booth, blowing smoke in
the studio It be like we got the place steaming
Putting so much time and effort into the music we finna put A Town on the map

We ain't holding back, we still pulling triggers but just know I ain't talking bout a strap

Hard times, hard times I done been through so many hard times
All these bitches wanna talk about is star signs
I remember getting grassed up for shit that I ain't even do

Ask me how many times I been hurt I tell you I been hurt way more than a few
Demons in my head, they just tryna get the best of me
Making music everyday, it be like my destiny

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