Struggle

Everybody been through it

Everybody used to it

But ain't nobody new to it

We all gone go through it

And that's the struggle

Struggle struggle struggle

Call it the struggle

Struggle struggle struggle

Got to survive the struggle

I had to get my money cause I ain't have no muscle

My squad gon ride that's because I trust em

If he want to die know my squad gon bust him

If they ain't with us then my n***a f**k em

It's a struggle in my hood blue Benjamins I touch em

RIP to Mike Brown I heard my n***a throw it up

Middle finger to the police dare them s throw it up

I got all these chains I'm representing slavery

Only listen to my god and mama that's who made me

Come off that sht was crazy

RIP my brother Pistol Pete let em know we made it

Mama told me that she can't visit me in the pen

She didn't want to break me out and I can't see her going in

Seen it

But if you been through the struggle I know you feel this

See the struggle is a motherf**ker

N***a tryna hit me for my chain but I ain't gon let him tuck it

Interstate walk through your hood and I ain't got to tuck it

Swear to god if you touch my brother I ain't gon hesitate to bust ya

S see you getting money plotting tryna take it from ya

It'll hurt if you know your right hand man he telling on you

Bag rolling me a blunt of m*******a

Remember plugging up that George Foreman

Early in the morning eat leftovers

Now young s eat steak and shrimp and Benihanas

I remember taking chicken nuggets from McDonalds

I remember mama said get up go get that money

Stand silent never let another n***a take it from you

I told you mama now you got that mansion that you wanted

I came a long way from renting the island now I own it

First free my brothers we used to build the mansions in the house with covers

He used to beat me told me n***a get some muscle

If you can't beat em then you gonna have to bust em

It was a struggle grandma dead man I really wish I could hug her

Migo gang la familia so f**k the other

I told my mama I got her back when I lost my brother

Said I wasn't going back and I still got in trouble

If you got the set then my s cannot call my s they gutter

Packing the d**e we kick in your door we looking for the gold

Keep the forties on my hip the heater because the world is so cold

Get the money f**k the b***hes n***a that's the number one goal

If a n***a want a problem then a n***a got to be bold

Five racks hit him with the chopper n***a you got to go

You s is h*es when the pistol shows you getting exposed

Givenchy my toe I came out that bowl I lived on the stove