Trae Tha Truth, Loaded Lux - Hard Times lyrics

Shit I you know where we from
We always looking for the hustle
You're no trying to recheck the heck
That ain't gonna get it, get it

Said it was hard times in
The ghetto seeing mom's tired
God mind but the nigga got to guard mine
Reflected steering in the section
Of the chalk line
The star died, ambulance they response time
Apartheid put these Reeboks on the shelf
His daddy ain't go to hustle
How we got any help
Soldiers still in the struggle stories
We got out to tell
I'm headed back down to thrilla
RIP all I can sell people can be confusing
I free my mind with this music
While I got freedom to do it
We can use it for pursuing
And need to see improving keep it moving
Cause we ain't come this far to lose it
How could the Judas, turn around and be Jesus
Good and bad on both shoulders and
I'm in the cross between it
Being my eldest left me
Only leaders was Pepsi
Tryin to leave but the streets won't let me

Hard times in the ghetto
Every other day nigga running from the devil
Tryna live life on a whole 'nother level
Seeking kids up so you know I keep them medal
Cause it's Hard times in the ghetto
Every other day nigga running from the devil
Tryna live life on a whole 'nother level
I only do the best so you know I never settle

Never thought I would make it
Demons respected
Anything I love would take it
But tale it coming up a young nigga
Dreamed and try to fly like Micah
Like once the devil knew
He'd be in the sell and I'd
Be in the living will
My sisters in the coffin they
Needed me but I feel
Mama steal to provide for me
And my youngest brother
Watch I there my niggas get
Murdered instead of taking cover
I used to celebrate holidays
But no longer now
See as a psycho niggas hustle
To get out the hood
Wait for you to make it I
Was some I still misunderstood
It's the perception of a lost
Nigga that lead you crazy
Real niggas outnumbered so every days
Is like we crashing
They call me Genocide but me
I say I'm feeling right

White mans hustle, black man struggle
Whether the chunk the tax man cut
Through or pack man 'cuff you
Trying to make these racks do
Double attract new trouble it's hard times
They'll show you for a fact who love you
I tell you what you need to know
What you be here for
Can you apply that in yo weekly flow
You need the dough
And grinding and my people
Know and evils close
As it's ever been these niggas don't
Know who they betting against
Heaven sent to the center of the earth
Watch me work
From the bottom they got'em in the dirt
On my worth shining just like a diamond
Every verse in reverse
Replying for the life I know I deserve
They say I'm cursed
We love the Ads in TV that
Breed the lust for cash
Bucket full of crabs all can grab
Take all of the debt
Forward it to the stress

Right?

This go to everybody out there
Surviving through the struggle
Who took a fall and bounced back
All my niggas all paper
All my niggas all locked down
Everybody get it going