Hard Times Philthy Rich

[Intro]
My head to the sky, I'm going through these hard times (Funk or Die)
My brother doing fifteen, what an L, that's hard time
It's Philthy, nigga, uh-huh, look

[Chorus]
My head to the sky, I'm going through these hard times
My brother doing fifteen, what an L, that's hard time
My mama gettin' older, I think she sick, it's hard times
My bitch ain't never satisfied, complaining all the time
Going through these hard times
I'm going through these hard times
Going through these hard times
I'm going through these hard times (Look)

[Verse 1]
These niggas dyin' for attention, please keep me out of your mentions
This thirty come with extension, blood on his shoes, no Christians
My mama 'bout to turn sixty, I was in the hood with the 60s
In the Lam' truck, you couldn't miss me, I was payin' my respect to Nipsey
They deny JBay appeal, how you think Lil JBay'll feel?
My nephew my son now, gotta raise him up with Lil Ant and Phil
My nigga say he don't want help, but he strugglin' to make ends meet
How I'm 'posed to just sit back? I gotta make sure that his kids eat
Bitch stressin' me 'bout another bitch, fuck you and your attitude
How you up in this foreign in this big house? Where is your gratitude?
My lil' nigga tried to put a jacket on me, my OG put a package on me
And I'm beefin' with some niggas that I don't know, so I gotta have it on me, it's Philthy