Hard Life Lyrics
| Song | Hard Life |
| Artist | Los |
| Album | Becoming King |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| Said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| Man all we know is hit it, chop a bag and flip it, | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it, | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Play the shit, just play your shit | |
| Haters pissed, say the shit | |
| Ain’t true but it is nigga, all shit what it is nigga | |
| You don’t wanna be a obstacle, I’m colossal | |
| You a fossil, I’m fossil fuel | |
| My 2 shoes done seen hostile views | |
| My 2 eyes don’t watch the news | |
| Watch is new, times have changed | |
| I arrived, times of pain, dollar signs | |
| How I grind, the sun should shine, like every day | |
| Every way that I could, I done tried, I done cried | |
| Through the pain, fuck the world | |
| Do your thang! | |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
| Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
| That’s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
| Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
| Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Put my gorilla niggas on you, claiming you the realest with it | |
| You don’t even fill a nigga quota | |
| Before they put it on the corner, | |
| My niggas might test it out, stretch it out, hit it with the soda, woah! | |
| Get the folks called, turn it down a little | |
| We gonn get up off the corner while they rollin round a little | |
| My nigga had a stash full of cash, crack in the bag in the crack of his ass | |
| When the crack is at past, we coming to the Lac full of hunheds | |
| I was like fuck it’s clean, man do your fucking thing | |
| He said fuck with me, when you fuckin with his money | |
| Bitch you fuck for free, | |
| But ain’t nothing free, not even my niggas | |
| Sometimes I wonder how naive is my niggas | |
| Cause even my niggas come back with these rumors | |
| Like losers assuming I’m leaving my niggas | |
| Instead of applauds, or somebody wishing me better regards | |
| For me overcoming the better of odds | |
| And beating them up on the letterman cards | |
| I outclass you, I bring young cashes out | |
| And I’m cashing out, Los to pull a nigga classes out | |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
| Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
| That’s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
| Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
| Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| Said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| Man all we know is hit it, chop a bag and flip it, | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it, | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Play the shit, just play your shit | |
| Haters pissed, say the shit | |
| Ain' t true but it is nigga, all shit what it is nigga | |
| You don' t wanna be a obstacle, I' m colossal | |
| You a fossil, I' m fossil fuel | |
| My 2 shoes done seen hostile views | |
| My 2 eyes don' t watch the news | |
| Watch is new, times have changed | |
| I arrived, times of pain, dollar signs | |
| How I grind, the sun should shine, like every day | |
| Every way that I could, I done tried, I done cried | |
| Through the pain, fuck the world | |
| Do your thang! | |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
| Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
| That' s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
| Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
| Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Put my gorilla niggas on you, claiming you the realest with it | |
| You don' t even fill a nigga quota | |
| Before they put it on the corner, | |
| My niggas might test it out, stretch it out, hit it with the soda, woah! | |
| Get the folks called, turn it down a little | |
| We gonn get up off the corner while they rollin round a little | |
| My nigga had a stash full of cash, crack in the bag in the crack of his ass | |
| When the crack is at past, we coming to the Lac full of hunheds | |
| I was like fuck it' s clean, man do your fucking thing | |
| He said fuck with me, when you fuckin with his money | |
| Bitch you fuck for free, | |
| But ain' t nothing free, not even my niggas | |
| Sometimes I wonder how naive is my niggas | |
| Cause even my niggas come back with these rumors | |
| Like losers assuming I' m leaving my niggas | |
| Instead of applauds, or somebody wishing me better regards | |
| For me overcoming the better of odds | |
| And beating them up on the letterman cards | |
| I outclass you, I bring young cashes out | |
| And I' m cashing out, Los to pull a nigga classes out | |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
| Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
| That' s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
| Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
| Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| Said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| Man all we know is hit it, chop a bag and flip it, | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it, | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Play the shit, just play your shit | |
| Haters pissed, say the shit | |
| Ain' t true but it is nigga, all shit what it is nigga | |
| You don' t wanna be a obstacle, I' m colossal | |
| You a fossil, I' m fossil fuel | |
| My 2 shoes done seen hostile views | |
| My 2 eyes don' t watch the news | |
| Watch is new, times have changed | |
| I arrived, times of pain, dollar signs | |
| How I grind, the sun should shine, like every day | |
| Every way that I could, I done tried, I done cried | |
| Through the pain, fuck the world | |
| Do your thang! | |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
| Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
| That' s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
| Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
| Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Put my gorilla niggas on you, claiming you the realest with it | |
| You don' t even fill a nigga quota | |
| Before they put it on the corner, | |
| My niggas might test it out, stretch it out, hit it with the soda, woah! | |
| Get the folks called, turn it down a little | |
| We gonn get up off the corner while they rollin round a little | |
| My nigga had a stash full of cash, crack in the bag in the crack of his ass | |
| When the crack is at past, we coming to the Lac full of hunheds | |
| I was like fuck it' s clean, man do your fucking thing | |
| He said fuck with me, when you fuckin with his money | |
| Bitch you fuck for free, | |
| But ain' t nothing free, not even my niggas | |
| Sometimes I wonder how naive is my niggas | |
| Cause even my niggas come back with these rumors | |
| Like losers assuming I' m leaving my niggas | |
| Instead of applauds, or somebody wishing me better regards | |
| For me overcoming the better of odds | |
| And beating them up on the letterman cards | |
| I outclass you, I bring young cashes out | |
| And I' m cashing out, Los to pull a nigga classes out | |
| Hook: | |
| My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
| He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
| Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
| That' s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
| We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
| We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
| We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
| Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
| Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
| All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
| Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it |
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