Young Bleed Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Times So Hard Lyrics

f/ Master P, Fiend, Mo B. Dick, and O'Dell

 

 Chorus:

 

 Mo.B Dick and O'Dell

 

 We wont be neglected

 We wont be denied

 We will not be hated

 cause we're hustlin to survive

 Times so hard

 tryin to make it

 Times so hard

 tryin to make it

 

 Fiend:

 Now all jokes aside

 I'm having to realize I'm still breathing

 Since a baby teasin i knew i was gonna live

 Even reasons after celebrated seasons we was broke

 Hope was selling dope

 or robbing these other folks

 i know every bad confrontayion that we was facing

 I'm a young black male what would you do in my situation

 Lately dozen altercation that win like a deck of cards

 sayin we all out if you gonna accept the lord

 

 Chorus

 

 Master P:

 Bad times my cousin had done

 I sent two g's to his wife and son I'm sayin

 Dear god dont take me

 why these bitches and these niggas tryin ta break me

 I see dead presidents my friends get bent and mama

 in the ghetto tryin to pay the rent

 in high school used to be kings and queens

 came home of a two now they jackers and fiends Ugh!

 Survival play ghetto games

 lose your life these days for some yards or gold rings

 

 Chorus

 

 Young Bleed:

 Can you visualize perfection in a section of a crib

 And a yard full of ghetto kids

 when i was dreamin and creamin and wasnt makin no money

 steady hustlin high to make it for niggas to die for me

 thats gonna forever be real

 and nigga thats regardless feelin like I'm still in my faith

 I'm hollowed headed and heartless

 balancing life on a triple beam and gambling with the arts of fate

 and niggas got the nerve to playa hate

 a young nigga in this game to survive with a 45

 lookin at the sky gettin so high nigga

 above the law with underguard right between the sky and the earth

 aint touchin dirt claim to the dirty game for what it's worth

 

 Chorus