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HARD TIMES FREESTYLE

Intro
My words are powerful. I use them to uplift and inspire. I speak blessings, favor, and peace.

(Verse)
I Do it for the ones that doubted my skill
I do it for the ones not keeping it real
Cause I was in the slums trying to make a mil’
Mama in the kitchen trying to cook a meal
I do it for my family just keeping it real
I rather live by the gun then live and tell
Women got me locked I’m under they spell
Hell got me hot I’m locked in a cell
With nothing to eat
As cold as it seams
No shoes on my feet
Just a young dead body wrapped up in a sheet
Fuck the police
Hard times getting harder it’s back to the streets
I’m screaming black lives matter
I just wanna be free
I’m down on my knees
begging you please
cleanse my soul from these demons
And fight the disease
that’s my making me weak
I’m tryna stand up but I’m very fatigue

(Hook 2x)
I Do it for the ones that doubted my skill
I do it for the ones not keeping it real
Cause I was in the slums trying to make a mil’
Written by Officialkn9ne (Kiki Longmire)
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