It's So Hard
Donell Jones Lyrics


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You can catch me in the cherry red one-fifty
Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy
Pop the clizzy goin' sixty down a one-wizzy
Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise through the avenue
While my peoples is poppin' bottles up in Sue's rendezvous
Fuck that, spun the you-ey lost a hubcap
It's back to the shack, came back and now, "What's that?"
Straight from Paris, checkin' Gaby's new baby carriage
Perry Ellis (nice), auburn cherry reddish
Fresh out the dealer, got the Tec for the squealers
Wear a vest for the killers, nothin' less 'cause it's reala
In the Big Apple, where it's quick to get your shit tackled
Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust yo' gun
You don't need no one (nope) talkin' bout that you owe him
I'ma go for dolo, Scarface without Manolo
One deep, I be solo, bustin' heat, throwin bolos, it's hard

[Chorus]
And it's so hard, yeah
Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
And it's so hard
Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
But it's so hard
(It's hard work baby)
(I just lost a hundred pounds, I'm tryin' to live)
I ain't goin' nowhere I'm stayin' alive baby
That's my wife, I paid for them titties
Get your own, your own, ya heard?
Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
But it's so hard

Rollin with the Squad, we like Gods
Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars
Strip bars in Miami, almost came home with the Grammy
Next year, bringin home three for the family
Watch me, you can catch it live on the Hitachi
Poppin' shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase
Fuck that, Liberace
Fo'-X Versace, somebody stop me!
Never that, skee-yu! Where my niggas at?
Uptown! Uptown! You know you feelin' that
"Cash Rule," hardcore you can dance to
That old Biggie give me, "One More Chance "
Take a glance and I'm off with yours
With both hands take off my drawers
And jerk me like the Source Awards
I love hip-hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive
Terror Squad nigga stop sleepin, ooh yeah

What you say your name was again?
And I know you from where? Elementary school?
I don't know you man!
Money, not you again
Go that way!
Loser!

Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
And it's so hard
Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
But it's so hard
Yeah, 'cause you ain't fuckin' my wife, takin' my life




And if you just hatin' just walk on by
All you haters just walk on by

Overall Meaning

The song "It's So Hard" by Donell Jones is a rap and hip-hop track that showcases the lifestyle of individuals living in urban areas. It is released in 2000 as a part of his album "Where I Wanna Be". The lyrics of the song depict the struggle and challenges that come with living in the big city. The artist talks about driving his cherry red one-fifty while being under the influence of alcohol, and he discusses the violence, threats and betrayals that are a part of everyday life. He talks about having to trust no one and being prepared for any altercation that might come his way.


The chorus of the song presents a contrasting view of his life as an artist where he expresses how people want to be like him but are not willing to work hard for it. He speaks about the haters and the people who want to take his life and wife but also encourages them to walk on by. He declares himself as the best lyricist alive, and his love for hip-hop in the final verse.


Line by Line Meaning

You can catch me in the cherry red one-fifty
I'm driving a cherry red 150 car and you can see me cruising in it.


Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy
I have my weed locked in the stash and you can't touch it.


Pop the clizzy goin' sixty down a one-wizzy
I'm popping the clutch and driving fast on a one-way street.


Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise through the avenue
I'm drunk and trying to drive through the avenue.


While my peoples is poppin' bottles up in Sue's rendezvous
While my friends are celebrating and popping champagne at Sue's rendezvous spot.


Fuck that, spun the you-ey lost a hubcap
I don't care, I'm making a U-turn and lost a hubcap.


It's back to the shack, came back and now, "What's that?"
Going back to my place and seeing something I didn't expect there.


Straight from Paris, checkin' Gaby's new baby carriage
Just returned from Paris and checking out Gaby's new baby stroller.


Perry Ellis (nice), auburn cherry reddish
I'm wearing a nice Perry Ellis outfit and the color is auburn cherry reddish.


Fresh out the dealer, got the Tec for the squealers
Just bought a Tec gun for anyone trying to snitch on me.


Wear a vest for the killers, nothin' less 'cause it's reala
I'm wearing a bulletproof vest because the killers are out there.


In the Big Apple, where it's quick to get your shit tackled
I'm in New York City where people can easily steal from you.


Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
Your enemies disrespect you and your friends are not always reliable.


Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust yo' gun
Don't trust anyone and if you have a problem, use your gun to solve it.


You don't need no one (nope) talkin' bout that you owe him
You don't need anyone talking about how you owe them something.


I'ma go for dolo, Scarface without Manolo
I'm going solo and doing it like Scarface without Manolo.


One deep, I be solo, bustin' heat, throwin bolos, it's hard
I'm alone and fighting with my fists and guns, and it's hard.


And it's so hard, yeah
The life I live is really difficult.


Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
People want to be like Pun but they don't have the courage to use guns.


Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
People are after my wife and want to kill me.


It's hard work baby
This lifestyle requires a lot of effort and it's not easy.


I just lost a hundred pounds, I'm tryin' to live
I just lost a lot of weight and trying to enjoy my life now.


I ain't goin' nowhere I'm stayin' alive baby
I'm staying alive no matter what.


That's my wife, I paid for them titties
That woman is my wife and I paid for her to get breast implants.


Get your own, your own, ya heard?
Find your own woman and stop bothering me.


Rollin with the Squad, we like Gods
I'm rolling with my squad and we feel like gods.


Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars
Meet us at the bars where we hang out.


Strip bars in Miami, almost came home with the Grammy
We went to strip bars in Miami and almost brought home a Grammy award.


Next year, bringin home three for the family
Next year we're bringing home three Grammy awards for our family.


Watch me, you can catch it live on the Hitachi
Watch me on TV and you'll catch it live on Hitachi.


Poppin' shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase
I'm talking trash like a Nazi and have a lot of jewelry like DeBiase.


Fuck that, Liberace
Forget that, I'm like Liberace with my style.


Fo'-X Versace, somebody stop me!
I'm wearing expensive Fox and Versace clothing, and someone should stop me.


Never that, skee-yu! Where my niggas at?
No way, I won't stop! Where are my friends?


Uptown! Uptown! You know you feelin' that
We're in the Uptown area and you know you love it.


"Cash Rule," hardcore you can dance to
The phrase "Cash Rule" is the hardcore truth that you can dance to.


That old Biggie give me, "One More Chance "
The old Biggie song gives me the feeling of having another chance.


Take a glance and I'm off with yours
I'll take a quick look and steal your woman.


With both hands take off my drawers
I'm removing my pants with both hands.


And jerk me like the Source Awards
She's jerking me off like they did at the Source Awards (a music awards show).


I love hip-hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive
I love hip-hop but I'm not even the best rapper out there.


Terror Squad nigga stop sleepin, ooh yeah
Wake up and pay attention to the Terror Squad.


What you say your name was again?
I don't remember your name, what was it again?


And I know you from where? Elementary school?
I don't recognize you, did we go to elementary school together?


I don't know you man!
I'm sorry, but I don't know you.


Money, not you again
Oh, it's you again. I don't want to deal with you.


Go that way!
Please go in that direction and leave me alone.


Loser!
You're a loser and I don't want anything to do with you.


All you haters just walk on by
All the people who hate me, just keep walking and leave me alone.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CHRISTOPHER RIOS, JAY GARFIELD, JULIAN I GARFIELD, RICHARD FRIERSON, RICHARD A FRIERSON

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@samo8093

Who still listening in 2024

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Today marks 24 yrs Feb 7

@Quagmirious_Bingleton_SR

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@3:20 Love Prodigy saying Pun was number 1!!! The respect and love is undeniable!!! RIP Prodigy, RIP Pun!!

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no they weren't. The Rwandan genocide happened during this era

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​@@AhmadKhan-ez3zk I don't think you understood the meaning he meant like all those artists and people coming together

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