Lyrics So Hard - Yung Dlo

Yeah
Its your boy Yung D man
This some true shit
Straight from the heart
Listen up

Sometimes I wonder, why shit so hard
And how I wish to be a kid and play in the yard
But now a nigga gotta suffer, working three jobs
Life ain't being even, cause shit just odd

Cause I'm steady trying, mama steady crying
Family steady dying and friends I can't find them
Now a nigga feel stuck, gotta keep a Glock tucked
They say when you this low, you can only go up
But now I feel fed up, I'm about to throw up
Tryna bend the rules, like a toe touch
Cause I got pain to show, show like Oprah
Homies turn to snakes, so I gotta spit cobra
This some true shit, don't listen just read
My plug got charged, just for selling weed
Family only call when they need money
My homeboy got shot right in front of me
Listen to my words, this some true shit
Old friends will do you dirty, like a new bitch
Same city but niggas beefing, that's y'all new niche
Sometimes I wonder why niggas can't even co-exist
Sometimes I pray, why you do this to me
I let life play cause God watching TV
So I'ma keep pushing till the cows fall asleep
And when they wake up, I'm bringing home the cheese

Sometimes I wonder, why shit so hard
And how I wish to be a kid and play in the yard
But now a nigga gotta suffer, working three jobs
Life ain't being even, cause shit just odd

Why shit's so hard? Why shit's so hard
Life ain't being even cause shit's just odd
Wish I was a kid again and playing in the yard

Yeah shit's so hard
Why shit's so hard
Yeah shit's so hard
Shit so hard

Sometimes I wonder why shit's so hard
I'm bout to reach the end before it even start
Life is on a roll so remember to play your part
Life ain't being even cause shit's just odd
Wish I was a kid playing in the yard
Everybody was friendly, love going to the park
Ray of sunshine when I step into my yard
Now shit's just different people living in the dark
All this connection is keeping us apart
If this the human race, we ain't running it far
When my momma got robbed, I bought a new car
Many people out here dying, but you think you living large

Sometimes I wonder, (why shit so hard)
(And how I wish to be a kid and play in the yard)
(But now a nigga gotta suffer, working three jobs)
(Life ain't being even...)