Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When Life Gets Rough, artist - Jackboy.
Date of issue: 26.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
When Life Gets Rough |
Pockets hurting so it’s hard to stay patient |
That devil be working, got my loved ones hating |
Nobody got me like I got me, I promise I’m alright |
When life get tough, I don’t back down, I continue with the fight |
When life get tough, I don’t back down, I go pick up my guns |
I don’t give a fuck where these niggas be from, they ain’t coming how I’ma come |
When life get rough, I appreciate that I came up out the slums |
These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through none |
These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through shit |
When life got tough, he started to cry, so I labelled him a bitch |
When life got tough, I grabbed my gun and I loaded up them shells |
All this ice on me, they can’t even tell that a nigga had to go through hell |
All this ice on my brand new AP, I can’t even tell the time |
Niggas hate, I’m having that motion, I’m always on go like it’s four stop signs |
Niggas hate, I’m having that motion, I’m always on go, I don’t stop at lights |
All my niggas see is red, you could end up dead if I pay that price |
All a nigga see is red, got a beam to your head, bet it will not miss |
When a nigga seeing red, he good as dead, take him off the list |
I’m not tryna fight with my fists, I’m 'bout to show him how this .40 kick |
Spin a nigga block every day, I can show him how to send a blitz |
Pockets hurting so it’s hard to stay patient |
That devil be working, got my loved ones hating |
Nobody got me like I got me, I promise I’m alright |
When life get tough, I don’t back down, I continue with the fight |
When life get tough, I don’t back down, I go pick up my guns |
I don’t give a fuck where these niggas be from, they ain’t coming how I’ma come |
When life get rough, I appreciate that I came up out the slums |
These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through none |
These niggas always complaining, but a nigga like me respect the struggle |
I gotta thank God for all them hungry nights 'cause it taught me how to hustle |
You can tell I’m in my duffle, got Goyard everything, shop too fly |
Put a bitch on a jet, let’s have rich sex, tryna fuck her in the sky |
I put a bitch nigga on a stretcher he come fucking with my guys |
I’m not running with a .38 special, I got a chopper by my side |
These niggas doing all that whining but they playing it like they real |
Tryna act like you a thug, that shit gon' get your lil' ass killed |
Everybody in the house get peeled, I don’t even much care who the fuck that’s |
there |
I’ma pull up and smoke all them lame fuck niggas just like they square |
I’ma smoke on him just like a cigarette |
Even as a jit, boy, I been a threat |
Since I was kid I was applying pressure |
Riding 'round the town with them real steppers |
Pockets hurting so it’s hard to stay patient |
That devil be working, got my loved ones hating |
Nobody got me like I got me, I promise I’m alright |
When life get tough, I don’t back down, I continue with the fight |
When life get tough, I don’t back down, I go pick up my guns |
I don’t give a fuck where these niggas be from, they ain’t coming how I’ma come |
When life get rough, I appreciate that I came up out the slums |
These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through none |