Hard Times Loaded Lux (Ft. Trae tha Truth)

[Intro]
Shit I you know where we from
We always looking for the hustle
You're no trying to recheck the heck
That ain't gonna get it, get it

[Verse 1: Loaded Lux]
Said it was hard times in the ghetto seeing mom's tired
God mind but the nigga got to guard mine
Reflected steering in the section of the chalk line
The star died, ambulance they response time
Apartheid put these Reeboks on the shelf
His daddy ain't go to hustle how we got any help
Soldiers still in the struggle stories we got out to tell
I'm headed back down to thrilla RIP all I can sell
People can be confusing, I free my mind with this music
While I got freedom to do it
We can use it for pursuing and need to see improving
Keep it moving, cause we ain't come this far to lose it
How could the Judas, turn around and be Jesus
Good and bad on both shoulders and I'm in the cross between it
Being my eldest left me, only leaders was Pepsi
Tryin to leave but the streets won't let me

[Hook]
Hard times in the ghetto
Every other day nigga running from the devil
Tryna live life on a whole 'nother level
Seeking kids up so you know I keep them medal
Cause it's Hard times in the ghetto
Every other day nigga running from the devil
Tryna live life on a whole 'nother level
I only do the best so you know I never settle