Saga (Rapper) - The Hard Way lyrics

[Verse 1: Saga] Yo, what up young blood? Yeah, your hustle game got your funds up Get no thumbs up from in here you kissing dumb luck "What you know about it? Acting like I had an option You eavesdropping, you a cop? I'm clean so stop watching" No I'm not the po' I know how you hustle but you don't hold I'm an old soul What you sell is what I once sold Looking at you, I see a young version of myself And I'll even help you navigate your way through Hell "So you're the future me? But you ain't got to press it You want to teach a lesson instead of counting your blessings I'm not your mission, no pot to piss in My pops in prison This is my tradition and I ain't got to listen To no-one, I got food and cars, a spot to live in So tell me how you living? Off prayers? Dreams and wishing? You're bullsh** and my mistakes make you who you are My scars are your scars so own 'em cause they ours" [Hook: Ty Farris (Saga)] I can tell you who will be fam' and who will betray But I still had to learn the hard way (I can save you from those who don't do what they say But I still had to learn the hard way) I can tell you in the end everything is okay But I still had to learn the hard way (Yeah, we got a little hustle and we're winning today But I still had to learn the hard way) [Verse 2: Ty Farris] What up New Jack? Remember when you moved crack in your blue 'Lac? Left your mama house, never moved back? Trying to be the man, retro J's on your shoe rack Robbing n***as daily, it was crazy That was the way that you used to live Influences from foolish kids If the price is right, they don't care if they do a bid If I can tell you anything, f** trying to do it big Cause they'll leave your chest smoking with holes like a sewer lid They don't care who it is Wish I could've whispered in your ear and told you, "Grab a rubber" Used to battle rap and now you battling with baby mother Knucklehead for life, wish you would've took some advice Shooting dice all night, hit the club and start a fight That ain't right That's why you writing and your homie is doing that time Cause you was really doing that stupid sh** you threw in your rhymes If you trying to stay alive, little n***a swallow your pride Let the little sh** slide then always follow your mind [Hook]