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I wake up the mothafuckn' rent is due
Rent is due
Pockets extra shade of blue
Back in days Acura days I was chilling Whit the crew, shoulda took my AssTo school
But I was caught up in the streets and The lights
Booty cheeks and the Fights
That to me was the life
Copped a nickel plated piece for the Hype
Till somebody stole it the first week
Swap meat here's a knife
That's how I knew I wasn't born to Be a killer
I was designed for a purpose of Something realler
So I grabbed the M I C
Spoke up for the weak
Killing beats till I'm deceased
Rest In Peace to J Dilla
On Google maps searching brighter Days
And a way to put a smile on my Momma face
Gotta make it out the struggle some Kinda way
Getting on my hands and knees lord God I pray
Lord God I pray

Some day I'ma fly far away from here
Images seem closer than what they Appear
Wash up, grab my keys from off the Dresser
Thank God for the gift of not folding Under the pressure
The sun setting and my eyes open
The sun rising now my eyes closing
Where is the time going
But that's life so I ain't even gotta Stress
You gotta make it through the worst To be the best
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Back in 2010 before I really had it Rough I was stacking up
I wasn't living on my own
I had a girl that was a Stoner even Though she black as fuck
Everyday we'd powerpuff
Bubbles, blossom, buttercup
Grandma would always call with Options on some 401k job Shit
I was too hooked on the chronic
Attention span too short for all the Knowledge that came with going to College
I'm just being honest, shoulda Listened
Now I'm tryna find my way up out This
Stupid ass security out fit
Working 7 days a week, coming Home feeling beat just to show the Industry that I'm really bout biz
I'm on the road to the throne all Alone
Nick knack paddy-whack God give a Dog a bone
In the end will my sins once again be
Atoned
Looking up to the sky, hoping that Somebody's home
I don't wanna fear no more
Shell cases dropping on the city Streets, bullets wizzing past my ears Oh Lord, are you here oh Lord
Placed for a purpose but I don't wanna be here no more
In the life that I live so many are Phoney
I think my bestfriend is plotting on Me
Mean meanwhile the bills steady Piling on me
Broke up whit my ex, now she Fuckin the homies

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Can you hear me
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Hands in the air if you know the Struggle is real
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Your daughter say she hungry but You can't even afford a happy meal
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Gas light on in the middle of the Highway
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Borrowing money on Monday but You don't get paid till next Friday

Problems
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