K11 - Hard on Me feat. Wayne Floyd And Flame

It's so hard on me
So hard on me
It's so hard on me
So hard on me
So hard

I'm confused about life
Is it a riddle
Hard times making me
Break down like instrumentals
But my soul glo
Not grease nor the kit
With the activator
I'm forced to live cautious
Watching for snapping Alligators
It's a war in the streets
So I'm a gladiator
I ain't scared what for
I got to die now or later
I ain't even looking forward
To the next day
Unless the next day is next pay
I don't work
No check day nope
What I'm finna do
Got to eat
Who it's gone be
Me nigga or you
I ask for the hand I was dealt
I still got the cards
No diamonds but God
Dealt a nigga a lot of heart
So I'm take it and strive wit it
It's my fitness
Most people is broken living
And I'm a eye witness
I hope the children don't
Do What we do
I would change
If I could
But it hard on me to
Yeah

It's so hard on me
So hard on me
It's so hard on me
So hard on me
It's so hard on me
So hard on me
It's so hard on me
I know I got to get away
The streets don't pay

Life can get hard But it's fair
So do you believe in God
Or do you believe in man
Can you take the money
In advance and
Still follow in God's plan
A hella joke if you come up Poe
You try to sell dope
To get the quick cash quick fast
Cause legal money slow
Some get a job but then they quit
Cause that check don't keep em lit
Cause They can't see past
Lookin flashy While Pumping
Gas at Double Quick
Life is crazy and shady
And sometimes it's so amazing
A lot of times you feel no sunshine
Then be surprised you made it
You like Wow
Then the haters hate your smile
And you can't see
How they love you
When you were shackled down
But hate you when you're free
How could this be
Like you owe em something
Don't want you to show em nothing
It's just give me give me give me
Like you Chuck Espy of the city
I'm from S A DOUBLE S E
Clarksdale on my integrity
Where zeros and heros
On the same damn streets
I know they see you as a nuisance
Plus everybody's Two centS
Puffing Marley got you narley
Just know God he got the blueprint
It hard in here regardless
There's no path safe
RIP to 44 mag a bad Nutcase
RIP to Anthony Bliss
Who I still do miss
I know you left to go to heaven
Cause you were on his list
I know we all have dreams
But we all don't make it
Some of my people in the hood
Can't find a way so they take it
Too sick and tired to be patient
So we out here racing
They swear to God
We all under God
But it ain't one nation

So hard on me yeah
So hard on me
In this game
Game yeah
So hard so hard
On me my friend
Brothers dying
Rest In Peace
This the end
It is so hard
So hard on me
So hard
So hard on me my friend
You better listen up my brother

It's so hard on me
So hard on me
It's so hard on me
Everybody in Clarksdale
We catching hell
Hard on me
So hard on me
So hard on me
Niggas dead and gone
Life goes on

Written by:
Floyd Smith, Kelvin Smith, Terrence Jackson

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