Struggle

I guess y'all don't know too much about me
So I guess I could say a little bit look
I was always in trouble
Always saw my mom on the struggle
My home life was in rubble
So yeah I'd fight and I'd tussle
Now I grew up just to hustle
But that shit made me a man
Twelve years old I took care of myself
She was depressed after divorce
Well shit of course this is a force
Out on the porch
She's smokin' a port I made me a fort
Around all my emotions
That's why I'm drinkin' and smokin'
I always felt like I was chokin'
And man you might think I'm jokin'
But man my heart was so broken
And then the acid killed my ego
My cousin died from a needle
You know I cried sitting fetal
If I ever see that dealer
He gon' die from an Eagle
You know I keep it for real
I used to rob fight and steal
But now I'm off of all that
Tell 'em all fall back
Get off my ballsack
I had long talks with my dad
He trynna cope with his past
I said it's cool we evolve
Just make the best out the time that we have
He said my son yeah you wise
Just keep your eyes on the prize
I got my wife by my side
So now I'm feelin' alive
I hope I blow like Jihad
I used to be on free lunch
I used to worry a bunch
I use to wanna fit in
But I'm glad that didn't work out
Trynna make a living
Making sounds with my mouth
I'm all about the money
Give a fuck about the clout
Fuck my kids gon' do with that clout
I need to send 'em to college
Middle fingers up like
Fuck you I'm wildin'
I need to get me an island
Why you think I been silent
I been alone in the lab working on my assignment
And now my future so bright
I'm in the whip engine cut at the light
You know I drip
Man that shit is so tight
I been gettin' it right
I hope them snakes do not bite



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Macmillan
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