Hard But Sweet

The way we was raised

It was hard, you know

But at the same time it was real sweet

That's why

We call it the Jolly Rancher days

'Cause it was sweet you know

But no time but your childhood even though it was hard

That's why I call 'em Jolly Rancher days

I remember ****

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

That's why I call 'em jolly rancher days

The way I raised wasn't nice at all

Stay at your friend's house

Next day, you're fighting your dawg

Stealing pit pulls just to fight the dog

Little hide and go seek when the lights was off

Trouble seemed to find us, thug

One move out the hood, it's all good, last words, keep in touch, thug

Just before we was fucking, kissing and touching

Egging people's cars, pissing in public

Stealing reflectors, putting 'em on my new Benz

And I ain't talking 'bout a car, I'm talking 'bout a sweet

Bicycle, crazy how you be grateful for having so little

Hard but sweet

Remember Cam used to let a **** sit in his Jeep

And the days turning his wheel, like it's shit for me

Sunday at the park, everybody acting foolish

Uncle is fucked up, auntie's popping the coochie

Jolly Rancher days

God fear a street ****

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

I ain't lying

Hard but sweet

That's why I call 'em Jolly Rancher days

Roosevelt street project

Hard but sweet

One love

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

That's why I call 'em Jolly Rancher days

**** knock on the block, almost Zed dead

First one go to sleep, get the toothpaste

Lotta of stuff we did wasn't real

Picking on kids, being bullies for real

Learned early that there wasn't no Santa Claus

'Cause daddy tell us every Christmas, I got debt for y'all

What he got wasn't a lot but it was all gravy

One kid got a Nintendo, we all played

Couldn't afford the barber shops, so Bronson cut us

Cousin shot my cousin, another struggle

But he's coming home, party was another motherfucker

So every dog day, we saw brighter days coming

Mama would say, boy, you bet not ask me for no money

Then turn right around and grab us

And tickle our stomach

Steal my cousins clothes, rock 'em like they mine

Three sizes bigger but it still a shine

This is the Jolly Rancher days

God fear a street ****

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

I ain't lying

Hard but sweet

That's why I call 'em Jolly Rancher days

Roosevelt street project

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

Hard but sweet

That's why I call 'em Jolly Rancher days

Silk tank tops and silk boxers

Back then that was like real Versace, hard but sweet

At first, gunshots would scare us, we would hit the floor

Got used to them, now them gunshots will turn to jokes

Old people in my hood ain't really have much

But dope dealers looked out for 'em so they weren't saying nothing

But when the dealers went to jail, it was a sad song

But it brought smiles seeing the next **** jump on

Coming up, I've seen plenty get their money lost

Same **** start hitting the pipe, now their money gone

Them was the days, water fights, clowning in the projects

Get your first piece of pussy, tell everybody

Watching my cousin sell crack, getting bank rolls

But they selling it to our family members, ain't that cold?

Sad when **** hit the pen, leave they sons and daughters

But nobody missed this coming home party, hard but sweet

A lot of days it was hard to eat

But Auntie Marjorie would fill that vod for me

We used to steal out the stores

Sell candy at school, gon' steal us some more

Dollar nine later, with much as long as we wasn't broke

Go to the pool, act a fool, know what I'm talking 'bout

But this was L.S.U. pool, so they always pull us out

Winter time we still had fun

Crazy how one cover can keep five kids warm

Jolly Rancher days

I remember we used to put toilet tissue in front of our shoes

So they don't bend

They ain't bend neither, hard but sweet

I ain't lying

That hard but sweet life make you grateful for everything you got though

That's why I'm grateful that I went through

Jolly Rancher days