[Intro: Boldy James]
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
Blocks, Marci
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
ConCreatures, let's get it

[Verse 1: Boldy James]
It's been a long hard struggle and an even longer grind
Since I learned how to hustle, I've been eating off the rind
In the concrete jungle where they feed you to the lions
Only n***a getting money 'sides Heemy and Laron
On the Southfield Service Drive, North M-39
Percy the Prince of Persia, Cheese, he the don
And Dee-Dee keep the iron, I'm pretty sure once before
You done met my neighbors, now it's time to meet the Cons
In these streets mainline, it's mafia, what else?
M-A-P, gang time, that's a honor of travail
Hundred-thousand-dollar bill, n***a, this shit is real
Tryna bond out of jail on ten percent of a mil'
When you looking at an L, getting blamed
For everything under the sun 'cept the n***as that you killed
Sitting in my cell, thinking bout the hit
Now every time I dream about the shit, I get the chills
Waking up in hot sweats, gripping steel
Living in the projects, missing meals
Eating a gas station combo, that's a cigarill'
Pack of squares, some Mambas and a ginger ale
But now I'm tipping scales, boes coming in the mail
And at the end of the day, I'm tryna pin a tail
I got that white girl, and I don't kiss and tell
[Chorus]
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up

[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
Yeah, yeah
Blunt and the coke, the crib's cold, the furnace is broke
Young n***as turning coat but I'm awoke
See C-notes, the dream was to flee to Rio
With something mean that speak Creole
My ambition, Christian Dior, Valentino, ski on a kilo
My tee is fitted like a guido
Still get that VO on the D-low, steamboats, linen blowing
Skin be glowing, n***a' chest showing
I'm not a limp, pop in the clip, hollows with the copper tip
Street politics, them n***as old
The fifth'll show, my shit is like a fishing pole
Play the grave shift, blaze spliffs with the suede kicks
My Asian bitch in the whip, wait patient while I'm throwing dice
Over Nikes, frozen ice
Cold bites, your partner's is fed to the mice
Wet the carpet, your carcass is supermarket
Bulldog come out the shooters harness
Your arm spit? Nah, never left your armpit
Surrounded by fiends, this shit is like a mosh pit
They raided the crib, the gauge is near the bed
While I jump out the window and break a leg
I'm too cold to break a sweat, wait, next
The weight is wet, the weed's laced with wet
The Ds chase, squeeze eights, escape death
Take steps, playing with cakes is like Russian Roulette
The touch or bump ways to connect
Your men could take it to the neck, take the bet
Spray the TEC with no bayonet
Evade the net, pay the debt, never slept n***a
[Chorus]
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up
I had a hard time in life, trying to come up

[Outro: Roc Marciano]
Muh'fuck it, shit n***a
Shit ain't no muh'fuckin joke n***a
Fuck you think? You think shit sweet n***a?
This shit ain't sweet, you faggot
Marc, uh...