Lyrics:
and we ain't second either
Need to get up and get out and cut that bullshit out
Nigga get yo' own, you strugglin' at this bitch house
The lack of makin'
put on David Tomerfest
Though I'm humberlicious strugglin' to jump
Let me blow a Hubba Bubba in your face, that'cha ego!
Ayo, freeze-funk, you got
too.
pressure by the cops now .&niqqas haten on ya do .
see i aint step on no toes to get here .
this hard work . young'n gotta flow. the shit's clear.
them, our people been strugglin' to wait through
I'll deliver, piece on the platter to the hateful
See me shine in they face and then they start feelin'
the shells collapse and the soul relax, lookin' down at yo' body (Wally)
Walk through the tunnel went into the bright light, hopin' he did right by somebody
We goin' platinum, nigga
We goin' platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
your friss' back
I'm flowing high, i'm tippin' slow
Strugglin for the fast tho
Strugglin' for the past flow
With the bitch i'm living a new role
That
flare like mine I'm always buzzin' often stingin' and
Fool you can't suppress no rest smoked out and drinkin'
It's a day by day pure weed with no
about now, its all mine
Yo, check it, check it
It seems as it was just yesterday I was doing po'ly
Surrounded by jokers that couldn't do nothing fo' me
I
God protect me from that grave, protect me from that cell
Put my all in this shit, man I'm hoping I don't fail
Is they really by my side, man I can't
workin'
Now look who's hurtin'
For a chance to be with me, you
On second thought, don't drop by
Think it'd be a waste of time
Remember you wasn't diggin' me
nigga
Crazy shit though is even though it seem like
The homie be strugglin' between good and bad
At the end of the day
It always come from a genuine place
never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocated
They always told me I'll be goin' places
Now I'm just surrounded by these different faces
peel each other's caps, for silly stuff like hats"
Single mother strugglin' through substance abuse
While people with nothin' to lose shoot each other
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
ain't really learnin'
He been in church but say that he ain't moved by any sermon
His face weak, he ain't prayed in a week
he wake up and just weep
When you get out the pen, you go right to the jenz
So if you get back to the streets, you go right back in
Imagine Russell still strugglin'
No Def Jam,
from my sig
Leave a hole in you bigger than BIG
Nigga you dead, I know where Nori live
You live by Nori crib
You talkin' all that shit
Nigga you
I've been workin' and gettin' by
But that ain't enough to satisfy
'Cause I got dreams for you and I
So I got money on my mind
So if you wanna stack
Outlawz, baby
I'm surrounded by thugs, slugs with crystals and pistols, callin'
Copy murderers that be softer than tissues
Got my persona soldier
fightin', yeah, yeah
To all my ghetto queens survivin' by all means
There's a rock and a hard place you somewhere in between
Keep fightin', uh baby girl
I'm givin' mad love, I'm snugglin' hugs
Strugglin' thugs, smugglin' drugs
Jugglin' jobs, guzzlin' jugs
So here's a toast to federal checks
Hetero
that paper quickly and escape the sickness
If I fail, then I suffer, bein' broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay strugglin' and jugglin' with all
By humans of a second look
Who couldn't even write their names
Trader said they're not as good
As folks who wear velvet robes
Wrote home again
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