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quaan - hard lyrics

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[intro]
what did you see?
uh
i just wanna make sure you certified
(it’s not even funny. it’s pitiful ’cause he don’t even know what a gangster is)
so what things have you been around, since you can’t name the things you saw
(he can’t tell you that)
what i been around?

[verse 1]
hard though
n-gg- been hard though
from where they leave a body stale
over the hard dough

four little brothers
only one of them hard though
hard to teach ‘cause the n-gg-
adore smoke

hard to reach
still grabbing for stars though
shoutout to b
wanna see you succeed

you the only n-gg-
really i could look up and see
all them other dudes silly
they just chilling beneath

been looking back on the days
when i thought they would make it
missed a couple of funerals
still remember the faces

still remember the voices
wish they made different choices
wish they had different choices
last wish i wish for importance

on a lotta sh-t
significance
they treat us like
we indifferent

if i could talk about it outside of music
but other sh-t be taking precedence

f-ck the president and all his residents
y’all testaments is irrelevant
in a lose/lose y’all claimed a win
like how the f-ck

fifteen years for cyntoia off of self defense
y’all love to see a n-gg- in chains
sh-t like that put us all in pain
sh-t like that fill my heart with hate

what’s your excuse
y’all evil
trying not to be just like you
who is like god
we the michaels

you don’t see him in us
’cause you wanna see a menace
give a minute for repentance
nah f-ck that

you could have my thoughts for free
only on a beat
really even then i should charge a fee
owe a lot to my pen
that’s a martyr fee

why the verse so dark
‘cause it’s dark as ink
dark as isha
dark as me

real as lives lost
realest n-gg- around
that was all we could be proud of

[interlude]
so wha- which one of your actions make you a gangster?
i don’t know which one, i got plenty
okay so tell me one

let me tell you something
i’m not a gangster
so if i see you with some stuff
i’m calling the police on you and i’ma be a rat

[verse 2]
hard though
n-gg- been hard though
if it’s one thing that i’m taking away
being hard don’t mean you put n-gg-s in graves
being hard mean believing and then giving it grace

both for yourself
trust yourself
you gotta love yourself
never snuff yourself
it mean looking back on your sins
understanding that was yourself

it mean being true to heart
homie true to home
truth in mind
i been true to soul
in this booth of mine
what’s new is old
grow with every line
grew with every verse

now going home
is like touching earth
when i been outta touch for so long
but lil bro still singing my songs
this one is for poppa i hope you do learn my n-gg-

[outro]
i ain’t know you thought you was a gangster, man
you say you a gangster, but you never pop nothing
you could play that whole doggone song
(he ain’t do nothing off that song)

wait, timeout, timeout
so you know a gangster
you gotta be a gangster to k!ll
no, a police officer k!ll

you don’t know what a gangster is
you never been around gangster stuff
stop saying you a gangster

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