AJ Bank$y - Too Hard Lyrics

Still praying for the time back, used to beg for my mind back
'Cause my bedroom it was Iraq, and a death wish was the climax
I ain't see light for like three days, locked up in dream state
Then I'd pop up with a fake smile and tell everybody it was okay
Take xans when I could get 'em, then I hit Ty for the cigs too
Still my dawg, we see eye-to-eye, I'm like five-nine, he like six-two
Difference is like five sumn, I might fye sumn just to get through
It was a time I would've dropped out, but then God said I gotta finish school
Came home to a funeral, one uncle dead and another sick
I would drink 'til I don't know my name but my grandma be forgetting it
It's the type of shit that make me reminisce on them summer days with a lil change
Working hard for like three months and then blow it all on some new J's
It get hard when you make it too hard
On my God, I'ma take it too far
Can I live, can a muhf*cka breathe
Will I make it, tell them niggas wait and see
Tell them niggas wait and see!
Gun in my hand
I am the plug ain't no running again
Nigga wanna diss but no you are a fan
Do what I do just to get to the ends
Listen to you is just not in the plans
Momma told me, she said I am the man
Stay in my zone ain't no eyeing a man
Pop me a perc ain't no crying again
Stay off the drugs and I'm trying again
Write a lil song but then I need the bands
Tell all yo kin
It's either that or I hit me a lick
Lock up yo door man we running in cribs
I need the TV and I need the fridge
Niggas like me don't belong on no list
I'm more concerned about doing a bid
Baby what's up with like you and yo friends
It get hard when you make it too hard
On my God, I'ma take it too far
Can I live, can a muhf*cka breathe
Will I make it, tell them niggas wait and see
It get hard when you make it too hard
On my God, I'ma take it too far
Can I live, can a muhf*cka breathe
Will I make it, tell them niggas wait and see
Can't stop won't stop, really
Used to cop the 59FIFTYs
Twenty left over for a dub
Need a GroupOn for the club
Shorty coupons with the cut
Kevin Adams, nigga been Tut
Need a new arm for the trunk
Niggas lukewarm, I'm the one
Cop a gold chain, nigga stunt
Used to wear the chains in the field
Niggas taking life for a deal
Got until the third for the bills
Know I shoulda died but I'm here
I ain't never lied in a verse
Only recognize if you real
Only know it's real when it hurt