Spade-O - Hard Time lyrics

rate me

We like sand through the hourglass

We get close to the grave with every hour passed

We put them big dimes up in powder bags

Baby girl needs some shoes and a Prada bag

You can’t afford the cost if you gotta ask

I know tomorrow ain’t promised but I got a stash

I’m tryna get myself a little breathing room

Reminiscing all them days in the receiving room

Chained up, getting sick from them cold pads

Plus I told my mom I was never gonna go back

But everything is subject to change

Specially when you trapped up in this game and you surrounded by lames

But look me in my face, I ain’t never, ever, ever changed

I owe this to the city that gave me everything

The PHILLY, can’t you tell I’m not one of these fellas?

I just came home niggas asking how the hell I

Put 300 grand and rubber bands in the cellar

The letter bout to rain, nigga, get your umbrella

Ella A, Beretta or SK

Call me El Jefe or the Cangri

I’m the boss, you niggas can’t call me

You gonna try it, nigga, better have an army

I got some act right for niggas who try to harm me

Said I grind all night

I be getting paid, I be getting paid

When I’m riding by

I know the niggas hate, I know the niggas hate

I get fly, no lies

What they gonna say, what they gonna say

I’m gonna drive for miles

A nigga gonna pay, a nigga gonna pay

Got some act right for niggas who try to harm me

I got that ACT right for niggas that don’t play right

Squeeze the AK right your niggas won’t see daylight

Me and Spade-O, we are known convicts like Akon

Cross me I’ll cock the 9 and take a life

No, I won’t spare a life, gun down, you’re out of life

On the mean streets of Philly it’s the way of life

Your neighbor might climb in your window

They know you got that China wife…Louis V down, designer life

And I stay surrounded by youngins that’ll catch you at the roundabout

And pull it, let the rounds…

Keep a gangsta bitch that’ll sing you niggas a lullaby

FYI, FUI, show you how to sell a pie

I don’t feel you niggas, I kill you niggas, no alibi

Creep behind you, niggas and bomb you niggas, no Molotov

Then I found you, niggas, can’t find you, niggas…

Said I grind all night

I be getting paid, I be getting paid

When I’m riding by

I know the niggas hate, I know the niggas hate

I get fly, no lies

What they gonna say, what they gonna say

I’m gonna drive for miles

A nigga gonna pay, a nigga gonna pay

Got some act right for niggas who try to harm me