Hard Times The Game (Ft. Lil Wayne)

[Intro]
They don’t seem to want me but they won’t admit
I think I’m some kind of creature that they are
Having fear of Hard times
Theres no love to be found

[The Game]
I’m feeling like a black democrat
Barack Obama, the only nigga that can catch Osama
Spray lamas, get good head and fuck fly bitches with no covenant
Only the kitchen oven in and rules to the government
Ask the republicans how crack cocaine get smuggled in?
Watch them throw they hands up and say it wasn’t them
As for rap, this is my lyrical asthma attack
It’s all I know, the guns, the cash, the dro
Fidel Castro on my own right, Capone like
Mafioso, Ben Franky on the low pro
Drop top Bentley, chromed out semi
Two grand in popular demand like the first pennies
My Audemars Piguet wrist say it's time to dethrone Jay quick
Tell 'em other niggas to take six
Coupe a buck fifty, what’s coming out the speakers?
Got every video bitch scared to fuck with me

[Hook]
Having hard times
There’s no love to be found
Having hard times
There no love to be found