The Struggle

My nigga, I came from nothing
My nigga, I turned it to something
I stack up them bands
I’m with my bitch and 6 of her friends
They talkin bout lettin me get in
Will I fit in?
Let me in
I’m diven in pussy, I go deep again
Pop me a Perk, then I go berzerk
Ain’t tryna stay broke, ain’t tryna stay hurt
I’m born in that pot, I came out the 9
Slaven, whip it up everytime
Can’t fuck with niggas that’s droppin dimes
I ain’t droppin salt, ain’t sayin no names
Speakin on niggas be extra lame
Roll up that backwoods, then hit the flame
Check out my atire, now tell me who flyer
I’m all in that kitchen, Marlo from the wire
I’m wilden with that K, I be makin it spray
You start talkin stupid, we gon take off your face
Hundred Ps in the trunk
I can give you what you want
Get it all in a month
Smoke that nigga like a blunt
I been through the struggle, nigga
I grind, and got out of most of it, nigga
I hang with the hustlers, nigga
I got out the mud, nigga
From the bottom, you know what I’m comin from
These rappers was my roll models, that’s what I come from
See my cousin gave me a pack, told my uncle that I wanted one
I’m not frontin, I’m the chosen one
Never told a nigga I’m done
But niggas actin like I oh them something
I don’t understand
Come through had no help, plug only talked spanish
My niggas hold me down like family
Heart cold, on some savage shit
Cold nights, ham sandwitches for dinner
Lights off, keep a candle lit
Catch the lights off in a mantion, bitch
Extention coard, you runnin from your door, we take your newborn
On the road, the same one you on
Sellin three dollar signs, keep the keys goin
Had to risk my life, just to get something to eat on
Niggas askin how we doin
De’Shon!
I been through the struggle, nigga
I grind, and got out of most of it, nigga
I hang with the hustlers, nigga
I got out the mud, nigga