When Life Gets Rough - Jackboy

Pockets hurting so it’s hard to stay patient

That devil be working, got my loved ones hating

Nobody got me like I got me, I promise I’m alright

When life get tough, I don’t back down, I continue with the fight

When life get tough, I don’t back down, I go pick up my guns

I don’t give a fuck where these niggas be from, they ain’t coming how I’ma come

When life get rough, I appreciate that I came up out the slums

These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through none

These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through shit

When life got tough, he started to cry, so I labelled him a bitch

When life got tough, I grabbed my gun and I loaded up them shells

All this ice on me, they can’t even tell that a nigga had to go through hell

All this ice on my brand new AP, I can’t even tell the time

Niggas hate, I’m having that motion, I’m always on go like it’s four stop signs

Niggas hate, I’m having that motion, I’m always on go, I don’t stop at lights

All my niggas see is red, you could end up dead if I pay that price

All a nigga see is red, got a beam to your head, bet it will not miss

When a nigga seeing red, he good as dead, take him off the list

I’m not tryna fight with my fists, I’m 'bout to show him how this .40 kick

Spin a nigga block every day, I can show him how to send a blitz

Pockets hurting so it’s hard to stay patient

That devil be working, got my loved ones hating

Nobody got me like I got me, I promise I’m alright

When life get tough, I don’t back down, I continue with the fight

When life get tough, I don’t back down, I go pick up my guns

I don’t give a fuck where these niggas be from, they ain’t coming how I’ma come

When life get rough, I appreciate that I came up out the slums

These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through none

These niggas always complaining, but a nigga like me respect the struggle

I gotta thank God for all them hungry nights 'cause it taught me how to hustle

You can tell I’m in my duffle, got Goyard everything, shop too fly

Put a bitch on a jet, let’s have rich sex, tryna fuck her in the sky

I put a bitch nigga on a stretcher he come fucking with my guys

I’m not running with a .38 special, I got a chopper by my side

These niggas doing all that whining but they playing it like they real

Tryna act like you a thug, that shit gon' get your lil' ass killed

Everybody in the house get peeled, I don’t even much care who the fuck that’s

there

I’ma pull up and smoke all them lame fuck niggas just like they square

I’ma smoke on him just like a cigarette

Even as a jit, boy, I been a threat

Since I was kid I was applying pressure

Riding 'round the town with them real steppers

Pockets hurting so it’s hard to stay patient

That devil be working, got my loved ones hating

Nobody got me like I got me, I promise I’m alright

When life get tough, I don’t back down, I continue with the fight

When life get tough, I don’t back down, I go pick up my guns

I don’t give a fuck where these niggas be from, they ain’t coming how I’ma come

When life get rough, I appreciate that I came up out the slums

These niggas always complaining 'cause these niggas ain’t been through none