This is a song about "Hard times are ruff"

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Lie about the rough times hard days but why

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Give it love and care even when times are crazy

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Ripping up this beat raw dog like a blood hound, ruff ruff,

Man times was very hard i cant even explain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Because times are slim, and i risk too much.

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

I was growin as a person in the hard times

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Sometimes i'm dripping, times are spending just asking

And getting money is the song i sing