Another Day Another Struggle
Yea
Dotty
Ugh
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle,
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Yea
2 kids 2 BM's
I caught another case plus I totaled out my BM
But still when you see him
A nigga gon be fresh to his tippy toes
Spittin straight coke like what went up in a hippy's nose
In the 70's my melodies like felonies
They stickin wit you for a long time Fuck you telling me?
That I'm fat and I'm ugly? Man that don't get to me
It's fish way bigger to fry that's why I hit the streets
I done blew some money fast shout out to Mr. Meech
I'm tellin you some real shit
But I ain't in this bitch to preach
I'm just tryina drop some jewels for you fools
When them diamonds hit the ground It's kinda lookin like a swimming pool
So you should soak like while you can Man I'm sayin
That these hoes don't understand
But these flows show I'm the man
Since I'm cooler than a fan
Bet I count a couple of grands
Then I clean both of my hands
And I wash away my sins
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
When I make to the top
Shit it shouldn't be a surprise
Cuz I'm digging thru the cereal box Eyes on the prize
Man but fuckin wit a disloyal bitch
I had to realize
That this hoe was never faithful
A lie
I seen in her eyes
(Lying bitch)
And now I'm learning
That these hoes ain't loyal
But They they be quick to have a seed
But these hoes ain't soil
Crazy chicken head bitches call em Loco pollos
Pockets puffy so they coo coo
Got that Cocoa for you
I'm a rap serial Killa
Iller and realer
But niggas actin brand new
Like a whip from the dealer
That's why I steer clear of them niggas
Even the bitches
These hoes will flatten all your tires on the road to the riches
Shit
I'm just praying that I'm staying on that right path
Calculated steps
Lets just hope I got the right math
You think I'm harmless as water but shit I'm like gas
Niggas think I'm all fun games but
Shit I Might Blast
Another day another struggle,
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle,
Man I'm tryina bubble,
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Another day another struggle,
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle,
Man I'm tryina bubble,
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Yea
Far from perfect, bones in my closets
I'm slaying rappers like I'm spending Christmas wit the Clauses
My presence is a present don't compare to Santa Clauses
Wit lyrics I'm a wizard cause a blizzard in the oz's
Heart colder wit the wit Jupiter on my shoulders
Shit life getting harder as I'm getting much older
Ambition got me fizzing, ima bubble like soda
The reason why I'm Strapped like LeBron in them soldiers
Niggas want my head for shit I done did
Made mistakes wit the baby moms
Of one of my kids
If you want it then I'm here shit it is what it is
What goes around comes around so you live wit the risk
You can't kill what's already dead
You heard what I said
When it's beef for the bread get some cheese on your head
Them gorilla niggas is hungry and ready to do some Damage
And all you did was manage to turn yourself to a sandwich
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Dotty
Ugh
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle,
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Yea
2 kids 2 BM's
I caught another case plus I totaled out my BM
But still when you see him
A nigga gon be fresh to his tippy toes
Spittin straight coke like what went up in a hippy's nose
In the 70's my melodies like felonies
They stickin wit you for a long time Fuck you telling me?
That I'm fat and I'm ugly? Man that don't get to me
It's fish way bigger to fry that's why I hit the streets
I done blew some money fast shout out to Mr. Meech
I'm tellin you some real shit
But I ain't in this bitch to preach
I'm just tryina drop some jewels for you fools
When them diamonds hit the ground It's kinda lookin like a swimming pool
So you should soak like while you can Man I'm sayin
That these hoes don't understand
But these flows show I'm the man
Since I'm cooler than a fan
Bet I count a couple of grands
Then I clean both of my hands
And I wash away my sins
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
When I make to the top
Shit it shouldn't be a surprise
Cuz I'm digging thru the cereal box Eyes on the prize
Man but fuckin wit a disloyal bitch
I had to realize
That this hoe was never faithful
A lie
I seen in her eyes
(Lying bitch)
And now I'm learning
That these hoes ain't loyal
But They they be quick to have a seed
But these hoes ain't soil
Crazy chicken head bitches call em Loco pollos
Pockets puffy so they coo coo
Got that Cocoa for you
I'm a rap serial Killa
Iller and realer
But niggas actin brand new
Like a whip from the dealer
That's why I steer clear of them niggas
Even the bitches
These hoes will flatten all your tires on the road to the riches
Shit
I'm just praying that I'm staying on that right path
Calculated steps
Lets just hope I got the right math
You think I'm harmless as water but shit I'm like gas
Niggas think I'm all fun games but
Shit I Might Blast
Another day another struggle,
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle,
Man I'm tryina bubble,
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Another day another struggle,
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle,
Man I'm tryina bubble,
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Yea
Far from perfect, bones in my closets
I'm slaying rappers like I'm spending Christmas wit the Clauses
My presence is a present don't compare to Santa Clauses
Wit lyrics I'm a wizard cause a blizzard in the oz's
Heart colder wit the wit Jupiter on my shoulders
Shit life getting harder as I'm getting much older
Ambition got me fizzing, ima bubble like soda
The reason why I'm Strapped like LeBron in them soldiers
Niggas want my head for shit I done did
Made mistakes wit the baby moms
Of one of my kids
If you want it then I'm here shit it is what it is
What goes around comes around so you live wit the risk
You can't kill what's already dead
You heard what I said
When it's beef for the bread get some cheese on your head
Them gorilla niggas is hungry and ready to do some Damage
And all you did was manage to turn yourself to a sandwich
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Another day another struggle
But that ain't gon stop I'm on my grind On My hustle
Man I'm tryina bubble
Tell My little baby girl I love you
And Tell My younger son stay outta trouble
Credits
Writer(s): Derrick Johnson
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