Hard Times - Rod Wave

Pipe that shit up, TNT

D. Major, baby

Ayy, if it happen, it was meant to happen

And I don’t fuck with these niggas, be cappin'

They know we with that action

We light them up and let niggas have it

And they be hating on me

You can put the blame on me

Them niggas changed on me

You can see my pain run deep

Ayy, first of all, I wanna thank you for showing your hand

How you niggas playin' it gangsta but taking the stand?

See what I’m saying, if you ask me, niggas bitches

I don’t fuck with no rappers, 'cause we different, listen

I was on the block with Brock chasing guap 'til the sun came

Now we swapping Glock, when they pop like the gun game

If it’s beef, then we turn your street to a gun range

I was lookin' Monday, caught his ass Sunday

You a rat, and your son a mouse, jit get all the clout

Know it’s consequences in these streets that you not about

For you clowns who can’t keep my name out your fucking mouth

Thirty rounds, line 'em all up and knock 'em fucking down

In that stolo dolo creepin' all weekend

Left him dead on the cement, sneak beefin'

In that stolo dolo creepin' all weekend

Left him dead on the cement, sneak beefin'

Ayy, if it happen, it was meant to happen

And I don’t fuck with these niggas, be cappin'

They know we with that action

We light them up and let niggas have it

And they be hating on me

You can put the blame on me

Them niggas changed on me

You can see my pain run deep

Real painful shit

You know hard times made a nigga

For real, I’m built off hard times, you knw

Anything, I go through 'bout anything, nigga

Dolo, nigga, what?