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🎤 "Hard Life & Gang Ties" 🎤 (Verse 1) I was raised in the storm, where the nights got cold, Streetlights flicker, heart turns bold. Mama workin' late, daddy never came home, So I found my crew, now the block’s my throne. Ain’t no fairytale, just a path through pain, Every homie got scars, every smile got strain. We grind for a name, not fame or gold chains, Just to feed the fam, stay dry in the rain. (Hook) Hard life, we don’t cry, we ride, Tats on the skin, but the hurt’s inside. From the struggle to the hustle, we stand as one, In the gang where I’m from, we don’t run, we run. (Verse 2) Got jumped in, blood dripped on the pavement, Learned the code quick — loyalty and containment. One call, we slide, no time for explainin’, Enemies lurkin’, but fear’s what we ain’t in. Police flashin’ lights, but we duck and weave, Tryna break cycles that we never believe. This life got a price, some pay it in years, Some pay in graves, drownin' in tears. (Hook) Hard life, we don’t cry, we ride, Tats on the skin, but the hurt’s inside. From the struggle to the hustle, we stand as one, In the gang where I’m from, we don’t run, we run. (Bridge) Every day’s a gamble, every night’s a fight, But we move like shadows, hidden from the light. Tryna make peace, but the war’s in our veins, And the past keeps pullin’ like invisible chains. (Verse 3) But deep in my chest, I got dreams too, Of a house, of a life where my soul breaks through. Tired of the loss, tired of the war, But I still ride, ‘cause that’s what I swore. So if you feel trapped, know I feel that too, Real recognize real, no matter the crew. From pain came pride, from dirt came bloom, Still prayin’ I make it ‘fore I meet that tomb. (Hook – Final) Hard life, we don’t cry, we ride, Tats on the skin, but the hurt’s inside. From the struggle to the hustle, we stand as one, In the gang where I’m from, we don’t run, we run. --- Want a version with more personal emotion or more street detail? Let me know.