Lyrics It's So Hard - J Boog, Fiji, Sanga

It's So Hard

Yeah
Well I wish at times that I just 'ad a car
Something we fancy like dem superstars
Well let me tell your world
Tryna get the grub pol all me cent
Pockets all out but dem full of lead
Can’t even buy just a single cigarette
And no credit cos it’s full of debt, yeah
It’s so hard, living the street life
It’s so hard, walking the streets down
I wish I can come in and buy out the bar
Just relax in my chair and light up my cigar
Well let me tell your world
Tell em put that car by the liquor store
Manager don’t know what we’re looking for
Hands full of beer running straight for the door
Um free drinks and we can’t drink no more
Yah
Tired of working for that original clothes
People are so over some boy bucket to flow
Working, clockin' 9 to 5
Da man making dat dollar so I decline
Now people wail out
People wail out
Just wail out
Don’t ever wanna save no more
Yah
Tired of working for that original clothes
People are so over some boy bucket to flow
Working, clockin' 9 to 5
Da man making dat dollar so I decline
Now people wail out
People wail out
Just wail out
Don’t ever wanna save no more
When nights are cold
And times are rough
You gotta keep on strivin' for your paper man
Keep doin' the same and keep chasin' the game, cuz
When nights are cold
And times are rough
You gotta keep on strivin' for your paper man
Keep doin' the same and keep chasin' the game, cuz