Hard Times (feat. RC)

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