HARD TIMES

(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 (whoa) 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 --- HARD TIMES - Yung Pinch