"Hard Head" lyrics

Just 'cause we go to jail, don't mean we try to be hard
Just be our karma a lot of the time
(Stackz, Stackz was always crazy)

We ain't trying to play hard (Nah)
My best friend's up in that graveyard (Man)
My other friend's stuck on that state charge (Thug)
Feds trying to send my ass to the fed, y'all (BOP)
Guess our head hard (Head hard)
We ain't trying to play hard (Nah)
My best friend's up in that graveyard (Man)
My other friend's stuck on that state charge (Thug)
Feds trying to send my ass to the fed, y'all (BOP)
Guess our head hard (Head hard)

I miss my dog C-Murder
Slept right by my bed, boy (C)
How the fuck we end up in Angola, C?
Guess I'm our head hard (Guess our head hard)
I then went from eating at the Ruth Chris (Chris)
To shitting [?] a toothpick (Man)
Niggas supposed to be brothers
Ain't sending me shit, but this is the pen, so I get it in (Hustle)
Both of my best friends gone forever (Man)
Knowing that they gone and it won't get better (Man)
Never let your name die, nigga, that's never (Fuck that)
This right here for the ones got letters
They say V-Lucas, he wrote a letter (V)
They say he say send that boy to the death (V)
Shit, that ain't the truth, that's a story they saying
Only three people who know what he playing
I'm hollering Free G, he tripped off a Xan' (G)
He really don't know what he did to the man (G)
Now he in the can
And that's Granny fourth grandson now who caught a murder charge (Yeah)
Born in it, swear to God (Born in it)
Sworn in it, I swear to God (We sworn in it)
This shit that's extra to you, is regular to Boo, nigga

We ain't trying to play hard (Nah)
My best friend's up in that graveyard (Man)
My other friend's stuck on that state charge (Thug)
Feds trying to send my ass to the fed, y'all (BOP)
Guess our head hard (Head hard)
We ain't trying to play hard (Nah)
My best friend's up in that graveyard (Man)
My other friend's stuck on that state charge (Thug)
Feds trying to send my ass to the fed, y'all (BOP)
Guess our head hard (Yeah, yeah)

This for my niggas up the road
Hope my music touch your soul
Hope it make you never fold
Hope it make you fuck your hoes
Get them bowls, wild out, bitch, and get a roll
Hard headed we was stealing clothes
While other cousins they was killing foes
Started drug dealing, started thug livin'
Went to Clayborn, got two goals left
Clayborn hit the seven, the White Store
Met the mayor, nigga, we ain't going down
We gonna move out of town and get it
What I told [?] them (Trell)
Do you know how many niggas in the graveyard? (Man)
Stuck right now on the state yard? (Man)
Keep on setting they court date back, man
Shit get hard on the state, y'all (Man)
They indicted my C-O (C-O)
Now they bank accounts, they completely closed
They asking questions, but nobody knows
We all solid, it completely shows

We ain't trying to play hard (Nah)
My best friend's up in that graveyard (Man)
My other friend's stuck on that state charge (Thug)
Feds trying to send my ass to the fed, y'all (BOP)
Guess our head hard (Head hard)
We ain't trying to play hard (Nah)
My best friend's up in that graveyard (Man)
My other friend's stuck on that state charge (Thug)
Feds trying to send my ass to the fed, y'all (BOP)
Guess our head hard (Yeah, yeah)

This for my niggas in penitentiary right now
This for my niggas up the road right now
In they feelings right now
'Cause the ones who say they love you, they ain't that hold shit down
I been there, I feel your pain, nigga
Boosie with you right now
This for them hood stars in that graveyard (That graveyard)
I miss my homeboy
I said a prayer, your hardhead ass make it home, boy
They just caught me with another roll
They like, "Damn Boosie, another roll?"
Here we go again
Had to tell my mom and kids I'm sorry (Damn)
Guess my head hard (Man)
Best friend's up in that graveyard ([?])
Other friend's stuck on that state charge
Trying to send my ass to the fed, y'all
'Cause my head hard
I'm sorry, Ma