Lyrics Hard Out Here. - Live at the Royal Albert Hall - The Heritage Orchestra , RAYE

After years and fears and smiling through my tears
All I ask of you is open your ears
'Cause the truth ain't pretty my dear
It's been dark, been hard out here, uh
On my way, figured a way, figured a way out
My pen is a gun, pen is a gun, I'm finna spray now
He said I was out, said I was done, look at his face now
Hm, hm, ah-ah, uh-ah

Tell them boys, feeling them boys, meet at the steakhouse
I been a mess, so I'm in a dress and I got my cakes out
Sleeping on her, sleeping on me, I'm in your face now
Hm, no-no-no-no, no, no
What you know about hustlin'?
As a young girl (young girl) in the dungeons (dungeons)
What you know about making amends
With the devils in your face? You must pretend, uh

CR0, I'm from the ends, but I'm a actor
Smile in your face all of the pricks, (All of the wankers)
I had to chill, smoke it away, manage my anger
Huh

Ooh, what you know about systems?
About drugged drinks, fucking nearly dying from addictions
You start to wonder why I'm Christian
Without the Lord, I'd take my life for all the times I've been a victim
No weapon formed against me (shall ever prosper) (Hey!)

(Baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
Baby, I bounce back (bounce, bounce, bounce back)
Baby, I bounce back (baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
No weapon formed against me shall ever (Sing it!)

(Baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
Baby, I bounce back (bounce, bounce, bounce back), yeah
Baby, I bounce, hm (baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
No weapon formed against me shall ever (prosper)

All the white men CEOs (Fuck your privilege)
Get your pink chubby hands of my mouth (Fuck you think this is?)
I told my lawyer stand by (War), there is no wrath like a woman scorned
Huh, now I bet you wish

Baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back
Devil's a liar, I am the guy, call me the Conrad
I been too nice, triple the price, pay me the whole bag
These motherfuckers cheatin' on me, am I a wag? Never again

Top of the day, top of the day, top of the day to you
This LP's full of the shit I'm gonna say to you, ooh
See how I flow when I'm in pain, I'm gonna pray for you
Then I'ma aim for you, and it's a shame for you, ta-ta

Ooh, what you know about violence?
I'm on smoke now, babe, I think it's time to cut the violins
Can't see you, I'm looking at the inside of my eyelids
I'll never stop fighting, all in God's timing

I'm about to have these grown men crying
You wasn't trying, you was sitting on diamonds
But you gon' have to see me now shinin'
Hyped up, blinding, very fucking frightening
All these lies, now I see it so clear
See for girls like me from the bottom of the tier
Believe that it's always been hard out (Can I see some hands? Hey!)

(Baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
Baby, I bounce back (bounce, bounce, bounce back)
Baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce (baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
No weapon formed against me shall ever (prosper)

(Baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
(Bounce back)
Baby, I bounce, yeah (baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce, baby, I bounce back)
No weapon formed against me shall ever (prosper)

Thank you