Hard 2 Complain

New year new money but I'm still me
 Tuh these niggas gone have to kill me
 Ima help the hood out Ima eat too
 Gone put some money in ya pocket Ima beat too
 It's hard to change bitch I am who I am
 Ain't sell dope but made a million off a gram
 No cap bitch I did it with the fam
 We all close but we don't fuck with uncle sam
 New sound new wave new heights
 Middle finger to the red and blue lights
 That's that shit I don't like
 Feeling trash a make you throw away yo life
 I had a plan I took a risk I rolled the dice
 I ate the pie I ate the fruit I ate the rice
 Ain't learn yo lesson if you been through it twice
 Consistency was always my greatest vice
 I done shot a million shots nigga stop it
 It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a rocket
 Rent money making a dent money
 Fairgrounds, 40ft tent money
 Came from nickles, dimes, lint money
 Can't even count how many times I sent money
 I'm in Seattle making Shawn Kemp money
 Hard to complain when the rent paid
 Hard to complain when yo money up
 Hard to complain when yo bitch bad
 Aye I still find a way
 Ah Hard to complain when the rent paid fact
 Hard to complain when yo money up huh
 Hard to complain when yo bitch bad ha ha
 I still find a way