Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lifes Hard, artist - Mac. Album song Wrongfully Convicted, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cam Fam, Rapbay, Urbanlife Distribution
Song language: English
Lifes Hard |
Only thing I know is get them packs in |
Don’t ever let them nigga think you need him |
Fuck a friend, be about your business |
Stay ten toe down and get it |
And work |
When you call a nigga phone and never answer for you |
That mean that nigga never gave a fuck about you |
You in the streets, don’t keep your Id in your wallet |
I got like six names, I can be anybody |
Early in the morning got the store rock |
Everything I do I see somebody watching |
Lost everything I had |
The Future said he got me |
I turn them free bags into millions of dollars |
Make some jewelry up, now I’m gooder than you |
Feel like my slick partner blow them cash pot |
Hit up Doffe on working in the dump |
So anything you want I got it in the trunk |
They say crime don’t pay |
Well the grind don’t pay |
Get the line |
Don’t flying, and the sun don’t shining |
Still I take time, in the coming due time |
I ain’t got no time |
I’m raw for mine |
Don’t ask how, all my cash come |
Can’t wait then cause I need it now |
Tell them say |
My pistol hanging |
I make the shoe rain like I’m Jessy Jones |
I got great hang |
Ye I’m packing rich |
I’m a pimp nigga I can make a bitch |
And I can’t turn one a them wild bitch |
But u can turn her from being to a whole brick |
Man 2Pack, that old shit |
Fill a nigga ass with holes quick |
Loose a nigga head for a trophy |
Then dump a nigga body in the ocean |
Frig up bitch with my trigger finger |
Same finger that I want to blank with |
How the fuck you a hit man |
And I payed you and you ain’t hit a shit |
Not bird game but it’s rich squad |
But I’ll make a nigga hoe say dip quick |
Got a new map with a cooler on it |
Hold your force gotta show em something |
You in the streets and you ain’t got it nigga you better take it |
Every nigga round me is impatient |
Down in Miami I know a couple a Haitians |
Man, GOD and projects, the brick stupid, crazy |
Before the day over, twenty to a head |
Remix like I cater |
I serve you like a waiter |
You on the block with no pack, nigga I see you later |
Got dope all flavours |
Catch me working daily |
All I want is paper |
Damn G we made it |
We gotta go to work |
You can’t be looking crazy |
You go trap a goal |
If you know how to play it |
I had to switch |
My whole three niggas snitching crazy |