Hard Life Unknown T (Ft. Scribz Riley)

[Chorus: Unknown T]
Yo, my life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke
Thank God that I made it clear
I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope
I grind this hard, so my yutes can cope, cope, cope
Listen, mm-mm
Yo, my life too real, listen, but this life ain't a joke
Thank God that I made it clear
I don't know 'bout fear, but I know 'bout hope
I grind this hard, so my yutes can cope
One day see me and my wife in a matchin' robe
Need an AP out in the cold
Sick and tired, I rise, I can see all of the guys, got achin' bones

[Verse 1: Unknown T]
Yo, rips in our jeans and cracks in our phones
Broken dreams, ain't no broken homes
We ain't had nothin', we still found dough
Uptown suite, but my East town slow
'Member late night shows, used to walk down Homerton Road (Listen)
Time flies, still in the same ends with the bros
Occasions come, occasions go
Our Father, thank you, still been untouched, though
Thank You, whole leap of opps, them hateful
Father, I'm tired of flingin' out eight balls
If I marry the game, I'll be grateful
Time flies, but this life ain't sweet outside
I'm a gang member and a label (Damn)
Police try fuck up my breakthrough, it was painful