THE STRUGGLE

Do you know the struggle of you tryna make it? Yeah Do you know the struggle of you tryna make it? Uh, yeah Do you know the struggle of you tryna make it and all these people around you don't believe in you but you being patient? You tryna make this shit make sense, trials and tribulations I sat in my cell waiting, I ain't get no visitation I ain't have no hesitation, when it got real I was getting it shaking And my homie acted like he was gone ride but really though cuddy was shaking And he only had to do five but he was letting that lil time break him I hit up my homie to see if the nigga alive but I ain't gon chase him Cause this shit got me fucked up I'm in a cage doing these push ups and i gotta pick me a book up Every night end it off wit a hook up I was looking for GOD when I look up, like look where this street shit took us We either locked for the heat or the cook up, dumping the lead pumping for bread Now we in here bumping our head for something divine to intertwine My mind was something I fed I got out them bonds and started to climb, i think it was something I read I watched my kin swap out his skin but that is not something I shed, you lil niggas be different Stand on my word do what I said, i'm just completing my mission Drugs was depleting my system, frying my brain deleting my wisdom Product of pain, uh rounds in the chamber Found a way I could channel my anger, found a way I could channel my anger I said I'm the king of New Jersey I said it they acting like they did not hear me but I know them niggas heard me, f*ck a critic cause I'm really worthy Yeah cuz you could put your best on it You really be putting your best out, you got your chest out but don't got a vest on it This shit chess cuz you betta invest on it You saw them ball and called the law, you tryna get niggas bench warrants You said you saw what? uh, man you niggas be mutts, uh Man y'all niggas so hollow I'm solid these hollows gone fill niggas up, uh Bullets be harder to swallow the dollar I follow in god ima trust, uh Cause for real I don't trust none, he was my brother but f*ck son I seen him all on that paperwork I'll prolly see him and tell him to suck sun And he really know I tuck guns, let's see how far niggas luck run And cuddy a bitch he cap, he said I did this and that i ain't touch son Yeah I ain't touch you nigga Stop lying telling niggas, I pulled guns out on you Yous a bitch nigga And you know I only tolerate you cause You know, you babygirl cousin for real so stay in your lane nigga