Hard Times

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I had to take them cold showers
Not from blue balls, from hard times
Yeah

Praying this blizzard would let up
The tropics in my cigarillo
Ain′t no cop, but shit, I was so fed up
Was getting hard to hold my head up
Singing the pain away
Fuckin' the pain away
Lemme taste it with both of your legs up
Take this bass. Have you singing falsetto
Woo
We found a move. We was like bless up
Woo ouu ouu ouu
I hope this shit ain′t no set up
Woo ouu ouu ouu ouu
And that shit wasn't no set up
Now I'm cooking with the feta
Life′s a bitch. I know you met her

That shit ain′t no fun,
When you got no funds
I had to take them cold showers
Not from blue balls, from hard times
Yeah
Leave them hard times behind
Behind, behind, behind,
Behind you
Yeah
Leave them hard times behind
Behind, behind, behind,
Behind you
Yeah

Happiness, I couldn't find you
My inner peace wasn′t aligned, too
My light couldn't shine through
My sight couldn′t find truth
High and mighty, but so blind
They tried to hide my sublime truth
They tried to confine me too
I'm that guy that′s gon' grind through
Your lies put me behind bars
Now, I'm fly, spittin′ then fye bars
Cut you off with a saw
Got Damn you made that shit so hard
Woo
I went from Segars to moving on up on the west side
Now, I′m eager to see what's it′s like on the top side

That shit ain't no fun,
When you got no funds
I had to take them cold showers
Not from hard dick, from hard times
Yeah
Leave them hard times behind

My ex bitch kicked me out house
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
No funds
My next bitch, kicked her out the house
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
No fun
And the next bitch had to run her mouth
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Nuh-uh
And the one I′m with right now
She a woman. Hope she hold me way down
Way down
Wading in the ocean till the chains are broken
I'm just saying, when I′m soaking in my tears, keep me focused
Don't let me down
Played suicide in my head so many times
Too much to carry
But, I kept going
I want suicide doors on a new 'Rari
Your fakeness is showing
Did that shit your own brother
Think I ain′t notice?
Only a matter of time before you did it to me
In this world I felt so lonely
After my mama died
After my grandmama died
After Peter died
Smile on my face my disguise
And all my tears cut right through
And all my fears, imma cut right through

That shit ain′t no fun,
When you got no funds
I had to take them cold showers
Not from blue balls, from hard times
Yeah
Leave them hard times behind
Behind, behind, behind,
Behind you
Yeah
Leave them hard times behind
Behind, behind, behind,
Behind you

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