Представляем точный текст композиции "Time Is Hard" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bushwick Bill . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Time Is Hard» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bushwick Bill передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Bushwick Bill - "Time Is Hard"
Lyrics to Time Is Hard : [Verse 1] Times that is hard as a 25 years Aint got a dime and aint seen a chick in a year Im catching drama from my mama on down Its rough as fuck, but homie, Im staying down Now I have done everything from Everclear to sherman sticks I sold dope around town Id stomp niggas down Rolling through my hood like a superstar Turning corner after corner in my brand new cars These hoes used to call me baller But that was fore I lost my grip, now they barely even call a Player cause they know Im broke No Rolex and no Benz, just spokes (shit) Now that Im back to life, and that Im back to reality Got one life which aint shit without a salary Im spitting game so yall can feel me Man, Ima make it out the ghetto if it kills me And Lil Jay will make it real Yall know the deal [Verse 2] Now if it wasnt for moms I wouldnt have no world You stood tall through it all, so you go, girl I know things aint all they used to be I had to slow my roll, see, troubles getting used to me I gots to make you a proud mother No more crack slanging, I gots to be a proud brother And take control of my destiny I cant let these streets get the best of me Its kinda rough starting over but its worth the pain Instead of getting stuck with the same ol same Stretched like a rubberband, busting flicks In the pen for life with some off-brand tricks Aint nobody knowin about the pain you feel Ima change my life, mama, thats on the real I pray to God He make you feel me Man, Ima make it out the ghetto if it kill me And mama, thats real [Verse 3] No more playing mack daddy for you skeezers I got one lover, I love her, so Ima please her And leave you tramps alone Since Im getting shit straight, Im starting at home Now which one of yall was down and didnt clown when I was sleeping on the flo My real girl, thats who, thats why I love her so Got two sons and no daughters Im barely feeding both of my kids but I still gots to be a father That I used to want pops to be This aint no dis to ya, pops, cause youre still my g Im on a long road to nowhere if I dont change Life with no crime on my mind feels strange Working like a motherfucker, slick like a Benz seat Backing off my old hustle, trying to make these ends meet I pray to God he make you feel me Man, Ima make it out the ghetto if it kills me And niggas, thats real [ Time Is Hard Lyrics ]
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