Hard Times Lyrics – Tee Grizzley

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[Chorus: Hurricane Wisdom]
I keep telling my b!tch don't cry
Can't say this s*it won't hurt again, this time I won't lie
My opps won't dare to speak again, I tell 'em, "Don't die"
Put seventy thousand on my wrist, that's just for hard times
Knew I had a hard time being broke
Okay, I don't have a hard time saying no
It's a problem if I stay, problem if I go
It's like more money that I make, the more s*it that go wrong
I can't lay up and beat yo face, I gotta beat the road

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
I be chilling, I can pop it
Half-a-million-dollar watches
Call it what you want, I'm rich and still would tell you I ain't got it, n!gga
I come from watching pops in the kitchen tryna lock a n!gga
I wouldn't get on side of this whip, we ride with choppers, n!gga
Jet to the island, tell my b!tch, "Bring a friend or two"
She gon' dance for a thousand, I'm tryna see what ten would do
We don't speak on these n!ggas, you lil' ass boys invisible
Them new Glocks ain't stopping s*it, bro still gon' put that switch to use
How is a problem if I leave when I come back with all this pape?
I'm a boss, I got employees, I can dock a n!gga pay
Seem like more money you make, more n!ggas wanna see that grave
We in LA with them states, don't think you finna get no fade, n!gga

[Chorus: Hurricane Wisdom]
I keep telling my b!tch don't cry
Can't say this s*it won't hurt again, this time I won't lie
My opps won't dare to speak again, I tell 'em, "Don't die"
Put seventy thousand on my wrist, that's just for hard times
Knew I had a hard time being broke
Okay, I don't have a hard time saying no
It's a problem if I stay, problem if I go
It's like more money that I make, the more s*it that go wrong

[Verse 2: Hurricane Wisdom]
They say the streets don't love no one, ain't hear nothing 'bout what the road say
By the time I come home, bae, I'll be 44, I will
I just wrote my will, the Lord knows this life get real, I say
Dummy, don't poke fun, you get a bond, you coming here
Feel my time be coming near
Put insurance on all my jewels, but if he reach, he still kill
He flipped the truck and made the news
I thank the Lord I'm still here
Thank the Lord I'm still
Thank the Lord I'm still him
B!tch, I went broke so many times, that's why the trenches feel him

[Chorus: Hurricane Wisdom]
I keep telling my b!tch don't cry
Can't say this s*it won't hurt again, this time I won't lie
My opps won't dare to speak again, I tell 'em, "Don't die"
Put seventy thousand on my wrist, that's just for hard times
Knew I had a hard time being broke