It’s Hard out There Nipsey Hussle

[Intro: Felli Fel]
The Heavy Hitter Felli Fel
All up in the spot with Nipsey Hussle, the Slauson Boys
Cinematic
(The Empire)

[Chorus]
It's so hard out here
But I'm still breathin'
I said it's hard out here
But, my nigga, I ain't leavin'

[Verse 1]
Lookit, I show niggas too much love, not enough discipline
Now look at all this backwards shit a nigga in
Homies want my head, they'd rather see me dead
Than papered up on BET, that nigga gettin' bread
What you thought? What you think? What that shit do?
"I heard Nipsey gettin' paper, is that shit true?"
"Yeah, he used to hustle off Slauson"
Type of nigga probably deuce up on a coffin
'Cause homies' families was hurtin'
But what's it worth when these niggas want you curtains?
Yeah, I know, they probably smile up in your face
But I know you niggas phony 'cause there's sweat up in your shake
Nigga, jealousy, how easily niggas forget
Used to walk through the hood, nigga didn't have shit
I just hustled off the corner, and I stacked a couple chips
Then I hit the parking lot, with that brand new whip
How you love that? Ain't you 'posed to smile for me?
Why you hate that? Oh, you playin' high for me
They say cut the grass and the snakes'll show
Is you niggas mad at me or do you hate my dough?
Just let me know