HARD TIMES - Yung Pinch

Bluey, why’d you do it to 'em?

Yeah

Look

I don’t wear Chanel shoes

I don’t wear Balenciaga’s

I don’t eat no health foods, grew up eating at McDonald’s

Went and got my bag up

Now we eating Benihana’s

I am not no actor, but I act up if I gotta, yeah

Kill for my bros, I would die for my bitch

Had a fork in the road, but my side never switched

I’ma stay down 'til I’m laid down fucking six feet

Tell them fuckboys that be hating they can miss me, yeah

Yeah, they can miss me

Tell them fuckboys that be hating they can miss me, yeah

Yeah, they can miss me

Tell them fuckboys that be hating «Fuck y’all»

I don’t care what they say no more

I’m here 'til they make me go

It’s clear that I’m capable (Woah)

Of doing what I have to do

And moving how I have to move

I’m cleaning up my attitude

'Cause it’s not the end, even though sometimes it really feels like it

None of my friends even know how in the dark my life is

I just pretend that I’m whole and half of me is still dying

And none of my friends even know

Shit, someone hit the light switch

I cannot live like this

You cannot buy happiness, no matter what the price is

Laying in the California King Size bed feeling lifeless

Holding my Rollie as the time ticks

Really makes you appreciate the small things

It makes me wish that you could grab the phone and call me

I’m grieving losses from my past that still haunt me

'Cause all the money in the world can’t bring you back, I’m so sorry

I wanna go back to believing in the stories that my parents always told me

Where the ending’s always alright

I feel better going into things knowing that you’re always gonna hold me

Even if we have some hard times

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Even if we have some hard times

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Lord knows we’ve had some hard times

Lord knows we’ve had some hard times

Lord knows we’ve had some hard times