Hard Times

Yeah, I made it, this bitch somethin'
 I'm finally in my bag (my, oh my God)
 Now I stay in my bag, turn up (helluva made the beat, baby)
 A lot of these niggas mad that I made it
 Actin' like they happy, deep down, know they hatin'
 I'm the one that took that bad bitch from being basic
 She was crazy, my nigga, yeah, she playin' my nigga
 Hard times don't last
 I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don't brag
 I'm like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
 Call me mister get that head and never call back
 Tell that bitch to fall back, I got somethin' goin' on
 Don't hit me on the 'gram, bitch, don't call my phone
 Got here on my own, just feel like I need it
 Whoever owed me somethin', keep it pushin', we even
 Still do this shit for rece, still do this shit for Nell
 Got five doin' thirty, another five doin' L's
 Who wit me, I can't tell sometime?
 It ain't always 'bout the money, they want mail sometime
 If I fail I tried, like, why can't I move on?
 Still, I'm movin' through the city, still I'm movin' through the phone
 Still missin' my dog, they just gave him nineteen
 They said, "we collect calls," they don't make 'em like me
 Hard times don't last
 I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don't brag
 I'm like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
 Call me mister get that head and never call back
 Tell that bitch to fall back, I got somethin' goin' on
 Don't hit me on the 'gram, bitch, don't call my phone
 Got here on my own, just feel like I need it
 Whoever owed me somethin', keep it pushin', we even
 On the face-time with skeeter, like, doggy keep it goin'
 As long as you can move the gram nigga, I can move the orange
 Still smilin' in the mornin' when that bag touch
 Four hundred thousand cash, got it bustin' out the stash
 Remember when we used to fuck them rats now all of my bitches bad
 Still would give up my last just to see you one time
 If you never make it back, doggy bone, I tried
 Every night, I hit my knees, ask him what it's gon' take
 On forever
 A lot of these niggas mad that I made it
 Actin' like they happy, deep down, I know they hatin'
 I'm the one that took that bad bitch from being basic
 She was crazy, my nigga, yeah, she playin' my nigga
 Hard times don't last
 I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don't brag
 I'm like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
 Call me mister get that head and never call back
 Hard times don't last
 I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don't brag
 I'm like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
 Call me mister get that head and never call back