Struggle Lyrics
[Hook]
The struggle is real, fuck how you feel
I tried to buss my appeal but he weren't having it still
Take a look at my face, you've seen my foot on the field
I was jugging for papes, had the buj and it's real
I put dinner on plates, I tried to cook up a meal
They say they drip and it's bait, they come and look at the spill
Never sitting with jakes, never heard I took a deal
I had spinners and eights, I nearly took off his grill
[Verse 1]
Me and Bilal up in VQ, like look what we've been through
Eating chicken and waffles, maple syrup, wings and seafood
I never waffle, I never need to
If I've got you I've got you, you're my brudda we eat too
Not just MAC's, bricks and paper bro we talk about deen too
And it's on when I see duke, we've got shottys and .32's
You know the road and how it goes, you've got a body don't speak loose
Had the yayo, pattern the mandem, we're living, we're cooking and eat food
[Hook]
The struggle is real, fuck how you feel
I tried to buss my appeal but he weren't having it still
Take a look at my face, you've seen my foot on the field
I was jugging for papes, had the buj and it's real
I put dinner on plates, I tried to cook up a meal
They say they drip and it's bait, they come and look at the spill
Never sitting with jakes, never heard I took a deal
I had spinners and eights, I nearly took off his grill
[Verse 2]
Grew up in the Brix, brudda it wasn't easy
We're the real BMF, got hella Young Jeezy's
Had the pump and the TEC, we are hella gun greedy
Man will oil up the 'matic so man let it go easy
And take my word, they did not wanna see me
Had the HK in the GT, I was in the jail space looking 3D
In the middle of a case like a CD, one in the middle of your face with this DE
.44 long like the finger on ET, I can let it go but it's petty like BP
[Hook]
The struggle is real, fuck how you feel
I tried to buss my appeal but he weren't having it still
Take a look at my face, you've seen my foot on the field
I was jugging for papes, had the buj and it's real
I put dinner on plates, I tried to cook up a meal
They say they drip and it's bait, they come and look at the spill
Never sitting with jakes, never heard I took a deal
I had spinners and eights, I nearly took off his grill
The struggle is real, fuck how you feel
I tried to buss my appeal but he weren't having it still
Take a look at my face, you've seen my foot on the field
I was jugging for papes, had the buj and it's real
I put dinner on plates, I tried to cook up a meal
They say they drip and it's bait, they come and look at the spill
Never sitting with jakes, never heard I took a deal
I had spinners and eights, I nearly took off his grill