Hard To Live Slatt Zy
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[Intro]
(A new era will begin)
(Ayy, [?])
[Chorus]
Ice out my jewelry I feel it's healing my pain
No, I won't lie, since I start rapping my shit ain't been the same
We in the streets it's do to die, but don't get locked in them chains
Buy moms a house halfway in the mountain for them nights in the rain (Bow)
Heard that gunshot and hear my brother cryin'
Racks and Percocets can make a nigga feel alive
I say that's fucked up, they went blind when I was tryna shine
My nigga, he stole from me, when I asked why he steady lyin'
[Refrain]
No, they don't love me like they say they love me
'Cause you around me, that don't mean I trust you
And it's gon' hurt to say "Fuck you," but fuck you
I burnt the bridges with the fakers when they show they colors
But this shit that I get high to, uh
This that shit that I'ma slide to
I tried to stop but I can't so I keep poppin' these pills
I lost so many to the streets so I don't know how to feel's
It's kind of hard to live
[Verse 1]
Losing a black nigga to these streets is kind of accurate
I bet they spinned up in this club, you know I'm packin' it
Patchin' shit, whackin' shit, yeah, they know I'm clappin' shit
These is disrespect for bitches, grown man, you know I'm slappin' shit
(A new era will begin)
(Ayy, [?])
[Chorus]
Ice out my jewelry I feel it's healing my pain
No, I won't lie, since I start rapping my shit ain't been the same
We in the streets it's do to die, but don't get locked in them chains
Buy moms a house halfway in the mountain for them nights in the rain (Bow)
Heard that gunshot and hear my brother cryin'
Racks and Percocets can make a nigga feel alive
I say that's fucked up, they went blind when I was tryna shine
My nigga, he stole from me, when I asked why he steady lyin'
[Refrain]
No, they don't love me like they say they love me
'Cause you around me, that don't mean I trust you
And it's gon' hurt to say "Fuck you," but fuck you
I burnt the bridges with the fakers when they show they colors
But this shit that I get high to, uh
This that shit that I'ma slide to
I tried to stop but I can't so I keep poppin' these pills
I lost so many to the streets so I don't know how to feel's
It's kind of hard to live
[Verse 1]
Losing a black nigga to these streets is kind of accurate
I bet they spinned up in this club, you know I'm packin' it
Patchin' shit, whackin' shit, yeah, they know I'm clappin' shit
These is disrespect for bitches, grown man, you know I'm slappin' shit
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