Hard Times 42 Dugg

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[Intro]
Yeah, I made it, this bitch somethin'
I'm finally in my bag (My, oh my God)
Now I stay in my bag, turn up (Helluva made the beat, baby)

[Pre-Chorus]
A lot of these niggas mad that I made it
Actin' like they happy, deep down, know they hatin'
I'm the one that took that bad bitch from being basic
She was crazy, my nigga, yeah, she playin' my nigga

[Chorus]
Hard times don't last
I did that shit for ten hoes, bitch, so don't brag
I'm like fifty thousand, even, dressed in all bags
Call me mister get that head and never call back
Tell that bitch to fall back, I got somethin' goin' on
Don't hit me on the 'Gram, bitch, don't call my phone
Got here on my own, just feel like I need it
Whoever owed me somethin', keep it pushin', we even

[Verse 1]
Still do this shit for Reece, still do this shit for Nell
Got five doin' thirty, another five doin' L’s
Who wit me, I can't tell sometime?
It ain’t always ‘bout the money, they want mail sometime
If I fail I tried, like, "Why can't I move on?"
Still, I'm movin' through the city, still I'm movin' through the phone
Still missin' my dog, they just gave him nineteen
They said, "We collect calls," they don't make 'em like me