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Glomanie - Hard Times Lyrics



Glomanie - Hard Times Lyrics
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(All these problems that I dealt with)
(All these problems that I dealt with)
(Talk about some pain, something you can even help with)
(Glomanie, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these problems that I dealt with
Talk about some pain, something you can't even help with
Don't know what I'm saying, homie cause you never felt it
Gotta poke a hole in it, just to make the belt fit
Now I'm doing shows, I ain't worried if the belt fit
Moving with them bands, I got something if they're lurking
We ain't throwing hands, if we're dealing with disturbance
Bullets hurting
Aiming right up at his top, like it was a turban
(Look)
I came from the gutter, I ain't never had no handout
I got on my grind, can't afford to have my hands out
That's why I can't feel you, If you out here with your hands out
Better put your hand down
Go and chase a band route
When I was a youngin', they would treat me like a goofy
Now all of a sudden, shorty wanna come and do me
Catch a movie
She might really try to do me
I keep a toolie, when I go and bust a move g
I keep it smooth
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
(I said)
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
Tell that boy to back off
He don't really want no beef, want no mack sauce
He ain't really in the streets, he just act hard
Know some youngins that get you deceased, with your mask off
(They gon blast off)
Riding in a black shark
Lil' shorty with me, say she like it when I blast off
When I be driving, I pretend I'm in a NASCAR
My whip ain't silent, it be roaring like its mad dog
Zooming in that jaguar
Worried bout your followers, but homie get your bread up
Fore I got my dollars up, I had to pick my head up
I ain't have a dollar on me, you know I was fed up
But I kept it solid, you know I would never let up
Back up in the days, it was different but I'm on now
All the bad shortys, they be calling up my phone now
Say they wanna link me, they will never leave me 'lone now
Now they wanna treat me, I'm really in my zone now
(Said I'm really in my zone now)
(Now they wanna treat me, she will never leave me 'lone now)
(Call up ZZ, we gon go and pick a bone now)
(That's my lil- Niggas mad because I'm on now)
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
(I said)
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
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(All these problems that I dealt with)
(All these problems that I dealt with)
(Talk about some pain, something you can even help with)
(Glomanie, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All these problems that I dealt with
Talk about some pain, something you can't even help with
Don't know what I'm saying, homie cause you never felt it
Gotta poke a hole in it, just to make the belt fit
Now I'm doing shows, I ain't worried if the belt fit
Moving with them bands, I got something if they're lurking
We ain't throwing hands, if we're dealing with disturbance
Bullets hurting
Aiming right up at his top, like it was a turban
(Look)
I came from the gutter, I ain't never had no handout
I got on my grind, can't afford to have my hands out
That's why I can't feel you, If you out here with your hands out
Better put your hand down
Go and chase a band route
When I was a youngin', they would treat me like a goofy
Now all of a sudden, shorty wanna come and do me
Catch a movie
She might really try to do me
I keep a toolie, when I go and bust a move g
I keep it smooth
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
(I said)
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
Tell that boy to back off
He don't really want no beef, want no mack sauce
He ain't really in the streets, he just act hard
Know some youngins that get you deceased, with your mask off
(They gon blast off)
Riding in a black shark
Lil' shorty with me, say she like it when I blast off
When I be driving, I pretend I'm in a NASCAR
My whip ain't silent, it be roaring like its mad dog
Zooming in that jaguar
Worried bout your followers, but homie get your bread up
Fore I got my dollars up, I had to pick my head up
I ain't have a dollar on me, you know I was fed up
But I kept it solid, you know I would never let up
Back up in the days, it was different but I'm on now
All the bad shortys, they be calling up my phone now
Say they wanna link me, they will never leave me 'lone now
Now they wanna treat me, I'm really in my zone now
(Said I'm really in my zone now)
(Now they wanna treat me, she will never leave me 'lone now)
(Call up ZZ, we gon go and pick a bone now)
(That's my lil- Niggas mad because I'm on now)
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
(I said)
All times, hard times, what you saying?
I need all mines, no smiles, I ain't playing
We was alright, till you heard false statements
But its alright, cause I found out you was faking
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Writer: Omanie Reynolds
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Performed By: Glomanie
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Omanie Reynolds

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