Struggles

(Oh, oh nana yeah)
(Ohh nana yeah)
(They don't expect me to win)
(Oh nana yeah)
(Only expect me to lose)

Always been the best
But always the last one they choose
If staying real was a religion, just know I'll always stay true
They think we from the same struggle, you couldn't even fit in my shoes
If winning was a competition just know y'all niggas gone lose
My niggas handymen, we real experts with these tools
They on the net faking beef, why you trying so hard to be cool
Started counting blues when Steve gave me a clue
I had a dream like I'm King, that we gone make it on TV
Mic in my hand, I wish Granny could've seen me
(Could've seen me)
They never gone feel my pain, you don't know what I been thru
Gave my heart to the wrong bitch, she played me like a fool
Nigga I dropped outta school, these books ain't replacing da food yeah
Niggas playing with my top but I lost lotta screws

(Look)
(Lost lotta screws)

See I been gambling with my life, I pray to God that I make it home
I know niggas out to kill me, so you know I gotta keep a pole
Know you wasn't in that struggle with me, pussy boy you better not hit my phone
Duble M gone get it off, no daddy had to step ten toes
I been on a mission for a minute, ian got no time to bring no bitches home
Told my brother ima get it, if it dead ima take it off
I don't give a fuck bout what you speaking, hold ya tongue and we won't set it off
Can't be scared to let that struggle show
Show them how to get it up
Back then we was poor, we had to get it up
Told my brother please don't fold, you better not switch lil bruh
If I got it
Then you got it
We gone split it bruh
In da city fuckin bitches, we gone spin em bruh

(Back then we was poor, we had to get it up)
(Told my brother please don't fold, you better not switch lil bruh)
(If I got it)
(Then you got it)
(We gone split it bruh)
(In da city fuckin bitches, we gone spin em bruh)

What you know bout that struggle
That real life for me
I'm in love with da steel, I keep it right on me
Ain't no love in these streets, I had to fight homie
Niggas barking thru they teeth, there ain't no bite homie
Too hot outside, I gotta keep this ice on me
Too much struggle in my life I had to fight for my life homie

See my zo homeboy told me get it right homie
In the struggle with that fye, I keep it tight on me

(Back then we was poor, we had to get it up)
(Told my brother please don't fold, you better not switch lil bruh)
(If I got it)
(Then you got it)
(We gone split it bruh)
(In da city fuckin bitches, we gone spin em bruh)