So Hard

Lyrics

[Intro: Bizarre] It's the struggle, man It's the struggle, man Tryna make it [Hook: Monica Blaire] So hard, so hard, livin' this life You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price I've got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now I've got to keep pushin', display I know how [Verse 1] Without this rap shit, I don't know what I would do I would probably be carryin' a gun, point it at you (Blaow!) At friday night, in St. Andrews, vibin' Rhymin' for ten years, I'm out here strivin' Consistently strugglin', tryna make it Follow your dreams, homeboy, just take it Still on a right path, stay focused, no swervin' Make the room turn and it's curtains I'm out here hurtin', lookin' for a job '84 Regal, listenin' to Odd Squad Doing talent shows, sleepin' in cars Homeless in New York, tryna be a star [Hook: Monica Blaire] So hard, so hard, livin' this life You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price I've got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now I've got to keep pushin', display I know how [Verse 2] Yeah, I'ma go make my way, that's why I will always get by Never met my dad but I've heard he was a good guy And my mother did her best living without a spouse Got off work at two thirty, just to let me in the house And every Friday my grandfather "I'ma take you fishin'" And every Saturday he would come up missin' Got to find a way to get paid, my mother on nurse's aid Got me massagin' her back and rubbin' on shoulder blades Took me off the 7 Mile to the suburban schools But she never knew I'll be actin' a damn fool But it's cool and I learned my lesson Never ever-ever forget to count your blessins [Hook: Monica Blaire] So hard, so hard, livin' this life You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price I've got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now I've got to keep pushin', display I know how [Verse 3] Denaun, Swift and Kuniva, I'm talkin' to y'all Till the day I die you will be my dawgs Since Proof left it's been a long ride I can see it in Dolo's eyes, he still wanna cry Doing a hundred songs, ready to go on tour Wishing my homeboy would open up his door And listen, schhh… stop bitchin' Putting his homeboys in a fucked up position And I ain't out here stuntin', drivin' on Bentleys Von, if I had the right blood, I would get your son a kidney And I was to get five million in five days? Guess what? I'ma split it five ways (D12) [Hook: Monica Blaire] So hard, so hard, livin' this life You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price I've got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now I've got to keep pushin', display I know how