C-Mob, Mr. Sche - Hard Times & Liquor lyrics

Yeah c-Mob
The lord has blessed us to
Work together this day first, we pray
Second, we roll third, we pole
Big Sche's hood hard times for sure

Yeah it's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm drinking heavy to keep from
Going insane my nigga yeah
It's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm in a panic I just might
Pull that gun my nigga

I wake up in the morning
It's a new day, another I gotta get through
I take me a shower then go to the
Kitchen and get me a bottle of brew
Helping the day go quicker
Hopefully I can make it
Without pulling the triggеr
I'm drinking beer in the morning as soon as


The afternoon hit's I will fuck thе liquor
Dammit I'm going through hard times
Packing a pistol to guard mine
Struggling to reach my goal
Like it was 4th down on the 70 yard line
And I can't have a pass intercepted
On a mission for the cash and it's hectic
And I really wanna smash for the exit's
But, I gotta pay the gas and electric
How can I focus when
Everything feels like it's
Bout to crumble from right under my feet
So I'm drinking heavy this
Hennessy, Vodka, Gin, Whiskey
And Bacardi Rum that I seek
Will I be the one to defeat the odds
And leave all my enemies under the sheets?
Overcome all my obstacles I'm manic-ing in a
Panic when the gutter get cheap
Don't want it to be this way
But I got to pull out the piece
Shit, just look at the price of gas
I can barely fuel the Caprice
See, I'd like to be living a long life
But I might be seeing God quicker
Cause, I'm going through too much
Hard times and hard liquor

Yeah it's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm drinking heavy to keep from
Going insane my nigga yeah
It's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm in a panic I just might
Pull that gun my nigga

My wife be nagging me soon
The bills found at the door
This stress has taken me down I
Can't keep living this bro
The preachers don't give me guidance
My daddy's a rolling stone
So I be filled up with violence
Cause Mr sche's all alone

My eyes blush out with tears
So I be drinking and smoking till
I come up with ideas
It's hard times and liquor
Slowly killing my liver
If I pray to my god will my god deliver?
I've been waiting for answers
Ain't no love from these bastards
If these niggas don't kill me then
The police gon' grab us
Ain't no lesser of evils
Nigga the gravest of grave
I'd rather be dead stinking then
Locked away in the cage
But ain't no stink in my step
Cause, I'mma teach till I fade
With me and C-Mob mobbing
It ain't no stopping us from getting paid
You niggas trade yo life of gold
I trade mine's for eternal soul
We geed up, payed up for show
It's hard times and liquor bro yeah
It's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm drinking heavy to keep from
Going insane my nigga yeah
It's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm in a panic I just might
Pull that gun my nigga

Steadily thinking bout all the problems I
Wanna forget so I'm heavily drinking
Trynna get out of the hole that I'm in and
Just focus on climbing instead of be sinking
Trying to make it all history
Making a come up with Mr sche
Vodkas absolutely numbing my pain
I'm ready for victory
Lord could you ease my soul with a blessing
Tear in my eye and I'm holding a Wesson
Gotta get out and go make me some money
These bills are ready to go to collection
With all of these dark clouds it's
Hard to see a star shine
So hard liquor is helping me
Through these hard times

I'm drinking heavy it's hard times

Yeah it's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm drinking heavy to keep from
Going insane my nigga yeah
It's hard times and liquor, liquor
I'm in a panic I just might
Pull that gun my nigga

I'm drinking heavy it's hard times