Struggle

[Intro: Migo Domingo]
Damn, this shit look good
But it was really a struggle

[Chorus: Migo Domingo]
It was a struggle that I had to see my grandma die
It was a struggle that I had to watch my mama cry
It was a struggle when I seen the look on Pistol’s face
It was a struggle, lost my nigga Mike, I can’t replace
It was a struggle on the Nawf, I had to kick some doors
It was a struggle on the Nawf, I had to jugg some phones
It was a struggle, I remember them long nights in jail
It was a struggle cause I did my time, I didn’t tell
It was a struggle, it was a struggle
It was a struggle, swear to god it was a struggle
It was a struggle, it was a struggle
It was a struggle, swear to god it was a struggle

[Verse 1: Migo Domingo]
It was a struggle, it was a struggle
I swear to god Gwinnett gave 15 to my brother
I had to hustle, I had to hustle
I told my mama I’ma get it off the muscle
I had to get some money, chase some paper
Even if it meant kicking doors, home invaders
I thought I had some brothers but they really turned to haters
It hurt a nigga’s heart when I seen his name on papers
It’s still niggas with me now that kept it solid
Taking trips across the country in the private
Now we fucking foreign bitches from the islands
My neck shine bright just like the sun, all these diamonds
I don’t give a fuck, say this shit on every song
RIP to Pistol, can’t believe my nigga gone
Always had my back, ready to fight, right or wrong
And when I look at your lil boy I swear I see a clone
The Nawf was a struggle, this shit wasn’t easy
Now I’m YRN, now these niggas wanna be me
Can’t see you just like Stevie
Pockets fat just like PeeWee
I’m eatin’ eatin’ eatin’, but a nigga getting’ greedy
Mike, now you know you was my brother
This shit a struggle, damn, I lost another
I couldn’t take it, I was breaking, shit was painful
The niggas with me, right now, thank god, I’m grateful

[Chorus: Migo Domingo]
It was a struggle that I had to see my grandma die
It was a struggle that I had to watch my mama cry
It was a struggle when I seen the look on Pistol’s face
It was a struggle, lost my nigga Mike, I can’t replace
It was a struggle on the Nawf, I had to kick some doors
It was a struggle on the Nawf, I had to jugg some phones
It was a struggle, I remember them long nights in jail
It was a struggle cause I did my time, I didn’t tell
It was a struggle, it was a struggle
It was a struggle, swear to god it was a struggle
It was a struggle, it was a struggle
It was a struggle, swear to god it was a struggle

[Verse 2: Jose Guapo]
A goon to the streets but to my mama still a baby
She one hell of a woman just because she raised me
I was 12 years old with a three eighty
I was going to Carver High, beefin’ with Grady
I ‘member bump [?] and I ‘member poker fiends
Now we thumb through the hundreds, ‘bout designer things
I’m from the slums, from the trenches, but I had to change
I remember being five, going to spend the change
Used the stove for the heater, now ain’t that strange?
Hang your clothes on the shower 'cause you ain’t got no hanger
That’s when I got my banger, I had to get some paper
Nigga fuck being broke, I had to go finagle

[Chorus: Migo Domingo]
It was a struggle that I had to see my grandma die
It was a struggle that I had to watch my mama cry
It was a struggle when I seen the look on Pistol’s face
It was a struggle, lost my nigga Mike, I can’t replace
It was a struggle on the Nawf, I had to kick some doors
It was a struggle on the Nawf, I had to jugg some phones
It was a struggle, I remember them long nights in jail
It was a struggle cause I did my time, I didn’t tell
It was a struggle, it was a struggle
It was a struggle, swear to god it was a struggle
It was a struggle, it was a struggle
It was a struggle, swear to god it was a struggle