Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hard Time, artist - King Los. Album song Zero Gravity 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: After Platinum
Song language: English
Hard Time |
| They ain’t never gave me shit |
| They ain’t give me nothin' y’all (never gave me shit) |
| They ain’t never gave me nothin |
| What’s up with your grind, nigga? |
| Mine insane |
| I’ve got a insane mind, can’t minus pain |
| I’ve got a mind of pain, but never mind the pain |
| Bring the biscuit to a nigga like Mama Payne |
| I’ve got a mind of gold |
| No minor goals |
| I said mine in gold like I’ve been mining gold |
| You want yours in cash, I want mine in gold |
| Never minus that, but never mind, just go |
| I’ve got a diamond chain and got it lined in gold |
| Cause all my lines is gold |
| I align my goals |
| I’ve got dope lines instead of lines of dope |
| Yeah it’s dope I’m signed, I should of signed to Hov |
| Instead of holding signs about why I’m broke |
| While you riding by with your side eye |
| But every story got two sides like Popeye’s |
| You chicken niggas |
| I’m kickin' niggas in the ass, I’m stuntin' |
| In the Aston buggin' |
| Flashin' back but I don’t ask for nothin' |
| So don’t ask for nothin' |
| Rumor has it I’m a hazard button |
| Hit the hazard button but I ain’t flashing nothin' |
| Class in session, it’s a classic comin' |
| I’ve got the class sick, watch what class you come in |
| Matter of fact, I ain’t ask you nothin' |
| Hands down, put your hands down |
| If you man up, I leave you man down |
| This a layup, catch you laying down |
| Let the round play if you playing 'round |
| What they sayin now with they funny ass? |
| I don’t bop, I do the money dance |
| I light the sky, and you might be fly like a buddy pass |
| What’s up biatch! |
| They ain’t never gave me nothing but a hard time |
| They ain’t never gave me shit (Never gave me shit) |
| Don’t give a fuck but I had to make it |
| They ain’t give me nothing y’all |
| But yet they always trynna take it away from me (Never gave me shit) |
| They ain’t never gave me nothing |
| Me and bro Los had to break the silence |
| Please stay quiet, don’t awake the giant |
| What I’ve been through, you would hate to try it |
| One more word, you gon' make us riot |
| Quit fakin' lair, it ain’t safe for minors |
| Been had bars like the case was priors |
| Went up a level, I’m a take it higher |
| Didn’t mama say don’t play with fire? |
| It’s me (yeah) |
| Start leaning like a |
| Give me bread that’s it |
| Got Trojans for the flow |
| And you couldn’t win these like a red head chick |
| Yeah, yeah quick |
| I’m splittin' the pot |
| Get to the top with the intricate plot |
| Ridiculous jock, still will hit you and shock |
| Like Oxiclean I get rid of your spot |
| I’m a run through the stock |
| Got bars like Willy Wonka, put you nerds in a box |
| Deserve what I’ve got |
| If time was money, I earned every tock |
| New burgundy drop lettin' Curren$y knock |
| Haters on emergency watch |
| They ain’t never gave me nothing but a hard time |
| They ain’t never gave me shit (Never gave me shit) |
| Don’t give a fuck but I had to make it |
| They ain’t give me nothing y’all |
| But yet they always trynna take it away from me (Never gave me shit) |
| They ain’t never gave me nothing |
| Hustle hard be a humble boss |
| My shoes tied, I pull strings to reverse your double cross |
| King, I keep it fly for the love of God |
| Guess they’re irritated to see I, with that double R |
| 'Sup subpar cats |
| C-note cabbage |
| Hit a miss on the low, like Shaq free-throw average |
| I mean, below average |
| Ain’t hard to see those envy |
| My pockets full of that green, I call it eco-friendly |
| Damn, look what I’ve built |
| Look how I’ve got it, don’t play me |
| These niggas can’t fade me, these rookies get killed |
| I bury you, don’t worry your burial will be beautiful |
| Cookies and milk |
| Oh that there the Phantom, that bitch look like Hannah Montana |
| The outside be white but the inside be black |
| Nigga keep talkin' that shit, I’ll be back |
| With that Brrrat! |
| Not that Barack |
| But my presidential filled up with rocks |
| Start from the bottom and build to the top |
| I’m in the building, no filling my spot |
| You fill in the place |
| I’m peeling my top |
| I’m peeling off wheels on my |
| No feeling for I |
| Position my nigga got millions to plot |
| How you feelin' biatch? |
| They ain’t never gave me nothing but a hard time |
| They ain’t never gave me shit (Never gave me shit) |
| Don’t give a fuck but I had to make it |
| They ain’t give me nothing y’all |
| But yet they always trynna take it away from me (Never gave me shit) |
| They ain’t never gave me nothing |