Struggle

See you got to understand that The hood is filled with bad people because They tryna to make away People limit they opportunities so So the only thing they afford is the hood Then when they see somebody else getting big Getting all this fame and shit They get jealous, you feel me Like how this nigga do it I should deserve that So they rob and kill Yea Yea The struggle, the struggle, the struggle Yea The struggle, the struggle, the struggle Yea Yea This blood The sweat The tears The streets can get you killed The fake against the real Yea Trying to make a way Can get you robbed or put away Rip hustle The struggle We fighting two wars the police and the people who killed hustle Yea And they talking better days We steady getting locked away Yea Yea The struggle, the struggle, the struggle Yea The struggle, the struggle, the struggle Yea Yea All of my power I push on my words Can't take that away I moving not giving a damn about nobody feelings no way Don’t come up to me or mine asking me About anything Don’t remember a conversation where we talked about anything Did we talk about anything I remember you brushing me off You was big at the time you was ballin' Now you hit rock bottom, you falling Now I’m up and you begging, you stalking I ain’t got it my nigga I ain't got it my Yea Yea The struggle, the struggle, the struggle Yea The struggle, the struggle, the struggle Yea Yea