[Intro]
Hard times
They spread, just like the flu
Watch out my n***a don't let it catch you
P-p-prices goin' up don't let your money go down
'Cuz when you got short money it feel like you stuck on the ground

[Verse 1]
These hard times got a n***a out here stressin'
Shorty put down the books and picked up the Smith and Wesson
He really can't hustle plus the n***a with the bag won't hit him
Now he out here tryna catch a n***a slippin'
Get it how you live with how everybody keep tellin' him
Not even sixteen, damn near got three felonies
Dropped out of school and want shit but an attempt
And to make it worse he finna have a baby by trick
No guidance, thinkin' with his dick
Never had the OGs to tell him shit
Now the word around town he takin' hits
He came up in church like grimy as a git

[Chorus]
Hard times got these n***as doin' all day
Hard times will make a n***a do you broad day
Hard times have a n***a out here job huntin'
Hard times make a n***a wanna rob somethin'
Hard times will make a n***a shake somethin' down
Hard times will make a n***a spray somethin' down
Hard times got these lil' kids droppin' out
Hard times got these fake n***as plottin' now
[Verse 2]
Baby girl out here fuckin' grown n***as
Her daddy wasn't around now she want her own n***a
Her mamma always workin', she don't get along with her
Now she tryna get did right by the wrong n***a
He got the perfect plan he gon' hit the road with her
She thinkin' it's the perfect time to make her own pennies
But he ain't even goin' though he finna send his mans
And she ain't even know it that's when shit hit the fan
Car pulled over, officer say he smelled weed
Stripped the whole car found a thousand somethin' beans
But she ain't finna tell she gon' take it for the team
Give baby five years she wasn't shit but seventeen

[Chorus]
Hard times got these n***as doin' all day
Hard times will make a n***a do you broad day
Hard times have a n***a out here job huntin'
Hard times make a n***a wanna rob somethin'
Hard times will make a n***a shake somethin' down
Hard times will make a n***a spray somethin' down
Hard times got these lil' kids droppin' out
Hard times got these fake n***as plottin' now

[Outro]
They spread, just like the flu
Watch out my n***a don't let it catch
P-p-prices goin' up don't let your money go down
'Cuz when you got short money it feel like you stuck on the ground