Q5 - Hard Timez

This Fa Them Hard Times
This Fa My niggas
dats locked up behind them barb wires
Aye Free dooski
Heen Boming home til I'm 39
Im real accurate that's why Glock 7teen holding 9ine
Ian tell on nobody
I'm back from damn near doin ah dime ,

I been real busy
So lately
Iannnn
been havin time

I'm tired hearing be patient

Fuck it let's do Now

They playin it kreep
I'm playin fa keeps
I gotta make it count
I was sleeping on medal
No more waking up for count

I got sum Bitches they scammin
They fuck up bank account

I'm taking chances
Don't panic
I'm counting large amounts

Iam doin
no internet beefing I rather shoot it out

Speak on my name you betta watch
X2 come up out yo fuckin mouth

Send my lil homie
He triggahappy
he gone tear it down

You Gotta Keep

Stop all dat cappin


get active
X2 Don't get caught out bounds

Written by:
Jaquez Smith

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