Young Deuces - Always had it Hard

A nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah
Nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah
A nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah
Nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah

I grew up, everything in life skewed
I was learning all these lessons and I don't even like school
I was hungry in these streets and niggaz looking like food
I'm scared cause I don't know what a nigga might do
I swear... let's take it back so I can tell you bout my start
Saw my family out here strugglin man that shit just hurt my heart
It was me & 5 cousins, and my brother sharing 1 room
My auntie and my uncle and my mother sharing one room
Times was getting stressful, saw my momma smokin loosie
In that Lil ass apartment right across the street from Judy's
I was known ass Lil Rudy, knuckle head straight from the block
Saw my uncle hit the window as he fled from the cops
My environment was different... peep what I had in store
My moms side was Gs, my dads side was Lords
And me, I'm in between, I'm tryna figure out the play
While Poppa & Sister Sims, everyday sending out prays
I'm Saying, 10 years old, looking at Powder
Not knowing what I'm seeing I'm standing looking at power
It was Man-Man and dem, they was on the block for hours
Police came, cloudy days, heavy showers

A nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah
Nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah
A nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah
Nigga always had it hard in this motha fuckah
I put my all in this mutha fuckah

At 15 I copped an ounce thought I was moving
To keep it bean I ain't know what I was doing
I was serving niggaz Reggie no Brown
I got a steady flow now, I'm feeling like a night heavy in town
Damn man that shit lasted for a bout month
I ain't even like the hustle my nigga ain't gotta front
All that hassle for the little couple dollars I was making
Niggaz hittin me for product I was tired of niggaz flaking
I sold dope for bout a week, i was tryna push some pills
My nigga telling me like Deuce, you ain't bout this shit for real
You should go and use yo skill, niggaz listen when you talk
On this mic, niggaz hear you, like a pit bull when he bark
I was fishing for that spark a lost nigga on the line
Who was standing at the crossroads tryna figure out what's mines
I was always in m mind, never getting left behind
One thing for certain nigga, I was always on my grind
I was always on my pivot, to the doubters in the place
Here me now, here my loud I'm a shout it in the face
Y'all expecting me to quit, after everything I did
Middle fingers up, listen this my shit

Written by:
Rudolph Strong III

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