Hard Times
Game ft. Lil' wayne Lyrics

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[Intrp]
They don?t seem to want me but they won?t admit
I think I?m some kind of creature that they are having fear of
Hard times
There's no love to be found

[The Game]
I?m feeling like a black Democrat,

Barack Obama but the only nigga that can catch Osama
Spray lambas and get good head and fuck fly bitches with no covenant
Only the kitchen oven and rules to the government
Ask the republicans how crack cocaine get smuggled in?
Watch them throw they hands up and say it wasn?t them
As for rap, this is my lyrical asthma attack
It?s all I know, the guns, the cash, the dro
Fidel Castro on my own right, capone like
My fioso been franky on the low pro.
Drop top Bentley, chromed out semi
Two ran on popular demand like the first penny
My order more PK, wrist saying kinda deep
Throw DJ quake, tell em other niggas to taste this
Who the buck 50 what?s coming out the speakers
Got every video bitch scared the fuck of me

[Chorus]
Having hard times
There?s no love to be found
Having hard times
There no love to be found

[Lil Wayne]
Shit gangster to the core
Ain?t no rap flame paint your kitchen floor
What you, you can?t ignore
Things you endure went up against the board
All I hard was easy don?t feel me no more
I hear your bullshit I play mad at door
I?m outta category I ain?t there with you
I got a positive vibe I ain?t scared of yours
Hit the kid nigga they?ve never did it wrong
I got a girl so fine her name Perrignon
She know how to get them thangs and carry on
I blow outta town when gas is outta town
Uptown in the building how that sounds
Cause killas don?t get dirty about
They get whispered about and get murdered about boi

[Chorus]
Having hard times
There?s no love to be found
Having hard times
There no love to be found

[Lil Wayne]
You got it on your mind look daddy say something
All I played buttoned get your face buttoned up
And now when you smirk you look like Jay Z?s shirt
Sippin on turf

[The Game]
Give them hard taking tampons
Shot of patron and don
The ones trained get ran on my crew hard
Louis V sweaters on the boulevard
Poor niggas cars throw up signs and bang on

[Lil Wayne]
They call me J.R. I tell em come holla
I tell my poppa put away your dollars your son got choppers
And if you get enemy?s your son got enemies that uptown energy

[The Game]
Niggas never gon be on my level
Get a shovel dig a hole
Bitch impala with he devil you an acquired hustler
I?m a 80?s baby for real born in 79 and ready to kill

[Chorus]
Havin hard times
There's no love to be found

Havin hard times
There no love to be found

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Hard Times" by Game ft. Lil' Wayne discuss the difficulties and challenges that both artists have encountered in their lives. They both feel that they are often unwelcome, yet no one is willing to admit it. The chorus repeats the phrase "Hard times, there's no love to be found," which could allude to the harsh realities of life without the support of those who are supposed to care for us.

The Game's verse delves into politics, police brutality, and gang violence. He paints himself as a powerful figure, "Fidel Castro on my own right, Capone-like," and speaks of his wealth and influence with lines like "Drop top Bentley, chromed out semi, two ran on popular demand like the first penny." Lil' Wayne's verse is more aggressive and confrontational, with lines like "You got it on your mind look daddy say something, all I play is button get your face buttoned up." Both rappers express a sense of powerlessness and the need to protect themselves from their enemies.

The overall message of the song seems to be that despite the wealth and power that both artists have accrued, they are still subject to the hardships of life. They may appear to have everything they want, but they have had to fight hard to get there and are constantly struggling.

Line by Line Meaning

They don?t seem to want me but they won?t admit
People are afraid of me but won't admit it

I?m feeling like a black Democrat, Barack Obama but the only nigga that can catch Osama
I feel like I could do anything like Obama, but I'm the only one who could catch Osama

Spray lambas and get good head and fuck fly bitches with no covenant Only the kitchen oven and rules to the government
I can get women and money, but I still have to follow the rules

Ask the republicans how crack cocaine get smuggled in? Watch them throw they hands up and say it wasn?t them
Republicans deny any involvement in the smuggling of drugs

As for rap, this is my lyrical asthma attack It?s all I know, the guns, the cash, the dro Fidel Castro on my own right, capone like My fioso been franky on the low pro.
Rap is my way of expressing myself, and it's all I know. I'm like Castro and Capone, with a Franky-like persona.

Drop top Bentley, chromed out semi Two ran on popular demand like the first penny My order more PK, wrist saying kinda deep Throw DJ quake, tell em other niggas to taste this
I have expensive cars, guns, and always in demand like the first penny. My jewelry and music are deep and powerful, and others should take notice.

Who the buck 50 what?s coming out the speakers Got every video bitch scared the fuck of me
My music is scary to people and has a powerful impact.

Shit gangster to the core Ain?t no rap flame paint your kitchen floor What you, you can?t ignore Things you endure went up against the board All I hard was easy don?t feel me no more
I'm a real gangster and my music reflects that. You can't ignore the obstacles I've faced in life.

I hear your bullshit I play mad at door I?m outta category I ain?t there with you I got a positive vibe I ain?t scared of yours
I don't want to listen to your negativity, and I don't belong in your category. I am positive and unafraid.

Hit the kid nigga they?ve never did it wrong I got a girl so fine her name Perrignon She know how to get them thangs and carry on I blow outta town when gas is outta town Uptown in the building how that sounds Cause killas don?t get dirty about They get whispered about and get murdered about boi
I have a good girl who knows how to get things done. I leave town when things get too dangerous. I belong uptown and am respected as a killer.

You got it on your mind look daddy say something All I played buttoned get your face buttoned up And now when you smirk you look like Jay Z?s shirt Sippin on turf
If you have something on your mind, say it to my face. I'll fight anyone who disrespects me. You remind me of Jay Z's shirt when you smirk, and I'm just chilling.

Give them hard taking tampons Shot of patron and don The ones trained get ran on my crew hard Louis V sweaters on the boulevard Poor niggas cars throw up signs and bang on
I give my enemies a hard time, and my crew is strong. We wear expensive clothes and drive nice cars, while our enemies struggle.

They call me J.R. I tell em come holla I tell my poppa put away your dollars your son got choppers And if you get enemy?s your son got enemies that uptown energy
People call me J.R. and I'm ready for anyone to come talk. My dad should stop saving money because I have guns. If someone wants to be my enemy, they should know I'll strike back with my uptown energy.

Niggas never gon be on my level Get a shovel dig a hole Bitch impala with he devil you an acquired hustler I?m a 80?s baby for real born in 79 and ready to kill
No one can match my level, they should just give up. The car with the devil driving is a joke. I'm a hustler from the 80s, and I'm ready to kill.

Havin hard times There?s no love to be found Havin hard times There no love to be found
Times are tough and there is no love to be found.

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, LARRY MIZELL, MARLIN J. GODWIN, PREMRO VONZELLAIRE SMITH

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