Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hard Times, artist - 42 Dugg. Date of issue: 18.06.2020
Song language: English
Hard Times |
| A lot of these niggas mad that I made it |
| Actin' like they happy, deep down, I know they hatin' |
| I’m the one that took that bad bitch from being basic |
| She just crazy, my nigga, yeah, she playin' my nigga |
| Hard times don’t last |
| I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don’t brag |
| I’m like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags |
| Call me mister get that head and never call back |
| Tell that bitch to fall back, I got somethin' goin' on |
| Don’t hit me on the 'Gram, bitch, don’t call my phone |
| Got here on my own, just feel like I need it |
| Whoever owed me somethin', keep it pushin', we ain’t even |
| Still do this shit for Reese, still do this shit for Nell |
| Got five doin' thirty, another five doin' Neff |
| Who in my I can’t tell sometime? |
| They don’t know it’s about the money, won’t mail sometime |
| If I fail I try, like, «Why can’t I move on?» |
| Still, I’m movin' through the city, still I’m movin' through the phone |
| Still, I’m missin' my dog, they just gave him nine, ten |
| They said, «We collect calls,» they don’t make 'em like me |
| Hard times don’t last |
| I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don’t brag |
| I’m like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags |
| Call me mister get that head and never call back |
| Tell that bitch to fall back, I got somethin' goin' on |
| Don’t hit me on the 'Gram, bitch, don’t call my phone |
| Got here on my own, just feel like I need it |
| Whoever owed me somethin', keep it pushin', we ain’t even |
| On the face, I was Skeeter, like, dog, you keep it goin' |
| As long as you can move the gram nigga, I can move the orange |
| Still smilin' in the mornin' when that bag touch |
| Four hundred thousand cash, got it bustin' out the stacks |
| Remember when we used to fuck them racks |
| Now all of my bitches bad |
| Still would give up my last just to see you one time |
| If you never make it back, doggy bone, I tried |
| Yeah, ask him what it’s gon' take |
| forever |
| A lot of these niggas mad that I made it |
| Actin' like they happy, deep down, I know they hatin' |
| I’m the one that took that bad bitch from being basic |
| She just crazy, my nigga, yeah, she playin' my nigga |
| Hard times don’t last |
| I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don’t brag |
| I’m like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags |
| Call me mister get that head and never call back |
| Hard times don’t last |
| I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don’t brag |
| I’m like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags |
| Call me mister get that head and never call back |