| Song | Go Hard Or Go Home |
| Artist | Little Jackie |
| Album | The Stoop |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We tough as nails in my family | |
| You mess with them, yo, you messin’ with me | |
| Wouldn't believe the shit we've been through | |
| Mark my words, better me than you | |
| We was brought up in a battle ground | |
| Every third day, thugs be comin’ around | |
| They been sent the way ‘cause we were bound | |
| To bear the burden of what went down | |
| It was our business | |
| Even if it hurt we were self righteous | |
| Social services parked outside | |
| Tried to take us away | |
| Mama wouldn't abide, na, na, na | |
| We've laughed and we've cried | |
| Through the hardships we've been tied | |
| You gotta chose your battles right | |
| Know when to forfeit, know when to fight | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ‘cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ‘cause we know we fly | |
| That's how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home | |
| A couple cuts and bruises were easy to hide | |
| Sun glasses hide a black eye | |
| But you can't run away from a black soul | |
| So many secrets we never told | |
| Why your clothes be dirty? | |
| Why your hair all messy? | |
| Why you look so ill? | |
| Couldn't pay the water bill | |
| Had to keep the light on for the homework | |
| So excuse us, we got a couple of quirks | |
| I trivialize ‘cause the truth hurts | |
| So much more than a little dirt | |
| Even if it's all bottled up inside | |
| It's a lot more noble than a suicide | |
| We survive, we alive, we got pride | |
| We be tight | |
| You know we ride to a certain degree | |
| To keep that shit in the family | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ‘cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ‘cause we know we fly | |
| That's how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home | |
| It takes a lot more courage to love | |
| Than it does to hate | |
| Anyone who's got a family can relate | |
| Ain't never really dissipates | |
| May take my whole life to get it straight | |
| But it makes me who | |
| I amAnd I wouldn't trade that for nothin’ | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ‘cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ‘cause we know we fly | |
| That's how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home |
| We tough as nails in my family | |
| You mess with them, yo, you messin' with me | |
| Wouldn' t believe the shit we' ve been through | |
| Mark my words, better me than you | |
| We was brought up in a battle ground | |
| Every third day, thugs be comin' around | |
| They been sent the way ' cause we were bound | |
| To bear the burden of what went down | |
| It was our business | |
| Even if it hurt we were self righteous | |
| Social services parked outside | |
| Tried to take us away | |
| Mama wouldn' t abide, na, na, na | |
| We' ve laughed and we' ve cried | |
| Through the hardships we' ve been tied | |
| You gotta chose your battles right | |
| Know when to forfeit, know when to fight | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
| That' s how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home | |
| A couple cuts and bruises were easy to hide | |
| Sun glasses hide a black eye | |
| But you can' t run away from a black soul | |
| So many secrets we never told | |
| Why your clothes be dirty? | |
| Why your hair all messy? | |
| Why you look so ill? | |
| Couldn' t pay the water bill | |
| Had to keep the light on for the homework | |
| So excuse us, we got a couple of quirks | |
| I trivialize ' cause the truth hurts | |
| So much more than a little dirt | |
| Even if it' s all bottled up inside | |
| It' s a lot more noble than a suicide | |
| We survive, we alive, we got pride | |
| We be tight | |
| You know we ride to a certain degree | |
| To keep that shit in the family | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
| That' s how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home | |
| It takes a lot more courage to love | |
| Than it does to hate | |
| Anyone who' s got a family can relate | |
| Ain' t never really dissipates | |
| May take my whole life to get it straight | |
| But it makes me who | |
| I amAnd I wouldn' t trade that for nothin' | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
| That' s how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home |
| We tough as nails in my family | |
| You mess with them, yo, you messin' with me | |
| Wouldn' t believe the shit we' ve been through | |
| Mark my words, better me than you | |
| We was brought up in a battle ground | |
| Every third day, thugs be comin' around | |
| They been sent the way ' cause we were bound | |
| To bear the burden of what went down | |
| It was our business | |
| Even if it hurt we were self righteous | |
| Social services parked outside | |
| Tried to take us away | |
| Mama wouldn' t abide, na, na, na | |
| We' ve laughed and we' ve cried | |
| Through the hardships we' ve been tied | |
| You gotta chose your battles right | |
| Know when to forfeit, know when to fight | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
| That' s how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home | |
| A couple cuts and bruises were easy to hide | |
| Sun glasses hide a black eye | |
| But you can' t run away from a black soul | |
| So many secrets we never told | |
| Why your clothes be dirty? | |
| Why your hair all messy? | |
| Why you look so ill? | |
| Couldn' t pay the water bill | |
| Had to keep the light on for the homework | |
| So excuse us, we got a couple of quirks | |
| I trivialize ' cause the truth hurts | |
| So much more than a little dirt | |
| Even if it' s all bottled up inside | |
| It' s a lot more noble than a suicide | |
| We survive, we alive, we got pride | |
| We be tight | |
| You know we ride to a certain degree | |
| To keep that shit in the family | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
| That' s how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home | |
| It takes a lot more courage to love | |
| Than it does to hate | |
| Anyone who' s got a family can relate | |
| Ain' t never really dissipates | |
| May take my whole life to get it straight | |
| But it makes me who | |
| I amAnd I wouldn' t trade that for nothin' | |
| We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
| A little bit tougher every time we die | |
| A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
| A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
| That' s how we roll in my family | |
| To add insult to injury | |
| If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
| Go hard or go home |