Lyrics When Life Gets Rough - Jackboy

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