Bad Times, Pt. 2 (feat. Antiseptic, Doobie Tha Gasman & J400)

The struggle is real to me
The struggle is real to me
The struggle is real to me
The struggle is real to me

We all stuck in this struggle
I still get on my hustle
But these niggas stumble
Cause how i move with the muscle
I got my strap truck and my shoes laced
My belts tight and my hoodies covering my face
Hittin the streets mean anywhere i touch down on the scene
Live and direct running lips get chin checked
Is it a phrase or a punch line i really dont know
Topics can change like cars in traffic stop and go
All about my cabbage aint got time for beef
So why would you want to be haten on me
Cause my insane mentality tells me to pull a mortal kombat fatality
Thats the wolfman inside of me reacting off pure instinct
He has no mercy he will leave you deceased
The moon comes up and out comes a beast
Boi i been from the deep east o a k l a n d

When i was chasing them gees
I knew id pay for my sin
But this the life style we lead
If you was raised in oakland
How come my eyes was decieved
Why am I chasing the breeze
It dont make any sense
Cuz the stuggle is real ta me

Me jfoe and von been on the grind
Getting off nickles dubs and dimes
Did the time did the crime
Young and blind we out now pushin our line
Never a drought ill punch you in the mouth
Life is a struggle im on the fast route
Tryin to get out stuck in the jects how that sound
We aint playin around unless it rounds
Shout out to Oaktown they got everything shut down
Too many black people dying turning smiles inna frowns
We bosses independent underground all around
I wish my grannies ruby and ms reed could see us now
Its hard out there have a plan i understand
Sincerely doobie tha gasman
Its hard out there have a plan i understand
Sincerely doobie tha gasman

When i was chasing them gees
I knew id pay for my sin
But this the life style we lead
If you was raised in oakland
How come my eyes was decieved
Why am i chasing the breeze
It dont make any sense
Cuz the stuggle is real ta me

Seems like everybody in the world today crooks
Don't be fooled by they looks a bunch of captin hooks
Even tho i aint peter pan somebody gotta take a stand
Just call me jay foe hunit man
Mr rob uncle sam put the money in my hand
Fuck these niggas i dont give a damn
Fuck these bitches parden me maam
Im only fuckin with the fam
Other then that im solo
Girls wanna fuck me niggas wanna fuck wit me i dont know tho
No homo just feel like life moven slow mo
Maybe its just the bo tho
But if they aint talkin about money i aint tryna go no
No doe is a low blow you fuckin up my mo joe
Been hustlen for a minute
The struggle i been in it like been it
So if she stepping ima send it
When she bring it back ima spend it

When i was chasing them gees
I knew id pay for my sin
But this the life style we lead
If you was raised in oakland
How come my eyes was decieved
Why am i chasing the breeze
It dont make any sense
Cuz the stuggle is real ta me
The struggle is real ta me
The struggle is real ta me
The struggle is real ta me