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letra de hard times - fbg dutchie

[intro]
h-h-hard times, there’s no love-love to be found
havin’ hard-hard times in this crazy town-town-town

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
i’m from the city of fallen angels, you know it’s h-ll there
homicides, drug abuse, public care, welfare
gotta keep your hammer ’cause you might get nailed there
‘specially if you live here, you know sh-t real here
yeah, i know the struggle when you finessin’ and hustle
and never gave life a tussle with selfish sh-t that you juggle
on a day-to-day basis, you gotta have a patience
i know you wanna make it even if you gotta take it, that’s hard times
[verse 1: fbg dutchie]
they don’t know (they don’t know)
they don’t know what we go through, so we explain stories through pro tools
section 8, better thing than havin’ no roof
or putt-putts better than drivin’ no coupe (skrrt)
that’s so true, or four-door sedans
we sell sh-t to get bands, [?] for the fam (them bands)
like rappin’ on n-ggas’ beats and sh-t, raised in [?] of sh-t
blazin’ them heats and sh-t with hustlers and thieves and sh-t
’cause in these streets, you gotta think like a physician
one time f-cked up, sh-t over, it’s instant
got to move like a sniper and think with precisions
the outcome still ain’t change, so it’s death or a prison
and ain’t up to you, f-ck you thought? a decision? (goofy)
ain’t no decisions, n-gga, you trippin’
it’s crazy how chicago is now
all the k!llers kids now and they k!llin’ kids now

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
i’m from the city of fallen angels, you know it’s h-ll there
homicides, drug abuse, public care, welfare
gotta keep your hammer ’cause you might get nailed there
‘specially if you live here, you know sh-t real here
yeah, i know the struggle when you finessin’ and hustle
and never gave life a tussle with selfish sh-t that you juggle
on a day-to-day basis, you gotta have a patience
i know you wanna make it even if you gotta take it, that’s hard times
[verse 2: fbg young]
i love my city, but i do it for the squad
on that tooka gang sh-t, i take that sh-t to the heart (l’s)
some n-ggas from the buildings, but we posted on them blocks
i done seen a lot, multiple n-ggas shot
police don’t protect and violence don’t sleep (nah)
they gang bangin’ on the corner, shirts say “rest in peace” (r.i.p.)
got to keep a glock at least to survive in these streets (bah)
shooters gettin’ younger, victims gettin’ younger
gotta hold your head, young buck, and stay humble (solid)
every day i pray the city don’t take me under
i wonder would i leave if i get some money (i can’t)
until then, i gotta keep it on me (glocks)

[outro]
h-h-hard times, there’s no love-love to be found
havin’ hard-hard times in this crazy town-town-town

- fbg dutchie

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