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letra de times got hard/pen & pad/tomorrow ain't promised - city fidelia

(hook)
you ain’t my mans
you ain’t my bro
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas i don’t know
where were you when times got hard
where were you when money got real low
i don’t care about what these n-ggas think
i be dripping like the water from my sink
they f-cking hoes i’m only f-cking with my queen
she understands it’s money over everything

(verse)
a lot of these n-ggas
a lot of these hoes
smile in your face
and hate on the low
give me some henny
i need to cope with all this fake sh-t

back in the day
i slept on the floor
i needed money
n-gga was broke
it wasn’t funny
all these payments had me shaking

i really had to humble myself
didn’t let it come from somebody else
became a king with all the cards i was dealt
if i could do it you can do it yourself

(pre hook)
bad energy stay far away
know i done paid
for decisions i made

[pen & pad]
gimmie the crown
gimmie dat gimmie dat
i want it now
i am ready to handle that
when i was down
they didn’t hit me back
now that i’m up
they want to piggyback
they like to talk
all on the internet
i ain’t to into that
really i don’t give a f-ck like i’m celibate
taking the game like i am jordan and pippen it
cooking up making sure they get a wif of it
i am all about vibrations
watch what i do without voodoo and i am haitian
my biggest fear in life is feeling too complacent
i am in these streets, i am deading beef and situations
cause n-ggas be dying
city be crying
rip ryan
he 21 that n-gga was young
i am hurting inside
they be on drugs
holding a nine losing they minds
when there’s money to get
running these streets without breaking a sweat
sneakers are dirty 100
gotta get to the check

[tomorrow ain’t promised]

(choir)

(verse)
life is too precious
you can lose it all in two seconds
a few losses taught me new lessons
only kick it with a few bredrens
one just p-ssed the other day
lord i pray he made it through heaven
cause he deserves it
taught me how to live this life with purpose
and not let anybody try to tell me what my worth is
cause my imperfections exactly what makes me perfect
i had to selfish in order to be self-less cause
i seen some cold christmas
i was so giftless
those were the days when my socks had some holes in it
i was broker than most ain’t talking mortgages
i was never coasting
lived with rats and roaches
had no father’s at home
so we looked up to coaches
that’s why i am p-ssed when you n-ggas sh-ttin on the culture
tomorrow ain’t promised n-gga
it doesn’t matter who your god is n-gga

(outro)
-guitar playing-

- city fidelia

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