It's so hard (Hard)

**** wanna take my life, my wife, my ice

Let em talk

You not gon' catch me in this cherry red 150 if I'm on the freeway pushin' one fifty

Don’t run up on me I got my gun with me and I'ma use it if I need to

Know I used you but I need you

Gotta watch out for these **** 'cause they see through

It’s so hard 'cause I know they tryna take me out my prime

I put Ezzie in a suit, he was in the trap givin' out dimes (Yeah)

Then he became my dog, now I show him different ways to grind

Give my **** opportunities, show 'em different ways to shine (Oh)

Cruisin' down my avenue my people show me love

Keep a strap on me, sometimes I feel like a stud

Your mans got smoked, I'm not gon' lie, we did it for the buzz

I walk outside my crib and bitches wanna give me hugs (Oh)

Baby, you got light show options (Yeah)

Ice on my chain, rings even on my watches

Iced out everything, my life so accomplished

Pillow talkin', my bullets gon' leave your ass unconscious (Yeah)

Where I'm from, your own friends'll get you killed

Family either ask you for money or try to steal

The moment you fall back, they talk down and say you ain't real

And I don't got a fuck to give, don't tell me how you feel

And best believe we gon' keep it like that

"J.I. fucked up, I can't believe he treat me like that"

No, you fucked up thinkin' I really need you like that

Quite the imagination, why the fuck you speakin' like that?

Yeah, I gotta fix my doors 'cause everybody knockin' me

I gotta watch everything everybody clockin' me

You people silly for thinkin' that y'all were stoppin' me

And I always feel like somebody's watchin' me

So I switch up my route when I'm on the way to the house

And I preserve the words that be comin' out of my mouth

I'm a public figure tryna figure what this shit about

So I'm sorry if I fucked up, I ain't mean to let you down (No, yeah)

And you ain't fuckin' my wife, taklin' my life or takin' my ice, so come on and try

And I'm from BR, you know the rest but if I gotta be specific, Crown Heights

And if I'm bein' honest, I don't care what you call me

Whenever we fuckin', just make it sound right

And down on me is how they talkin'

I laugh at everything these **** gotta say 'cause they sound tight

And I'm not tryna sound insane but I think you should give me brain, 'cause girl, I'm tryna get my mind right

RIP, I did this shit for Pun

Guide me to your heart, give me the keys and let me in

I'ma take it to the paint or shoot a three, I'm tryna win

God forgive me, I'm Your son, I swear I never mean to sin

But if the opps catch me at the light, mm, mm

And if my opps think we 'bout to fight, mm-mm

A automatic always by my side, mm-hmm

I had it hard story of my life (Mm-hmm, yeah)

First off I wanna shout my mother out, my father, my manager and my brothers out

I'm puertorican, until I die, I'ma thug it out

I got family poppin' out the blue, these **** buggin' out

What you said your name was? And I know you from where?

I don't know you, ****, go that way

The fuck? (So hard)

Yeah, yeah

You ain't fuckin' my wife, takin' my life or takin' my ice, so come and try

Come and try, yeah

Mm, mm