Verse 1:
This life ainât fuckinâ fair
Iâm lookinâ down in my pockets and there ainât nothinâ there
I wish they wasnât bare
Nobody fuckinâ cares
Whether I live or whether I die
But I refuse to give up so I gotta do what I gotta do just to survive, I
Iâm back on the street, gotta get on my feet just to eat now
Whoever will take to prevent me from makinâ it takinâ a beatdown
Iâm tryinâ to get major pay
Lettinâ my problems fade away
But it seems like everything gets worse
Thereâs more drama from day to day
Canât it go back to a life thatâs so simple
Iâm fuckinâ fed up with these hard times
Motherfuckerâs wanna bust like a pimple
Iâm steadily havinâ to guard mine
Mentality every starred mine
Tellinâ me when will we have our time
Donât nobody ever wanna see us shine
They donât give a fuck about our kind
They say that they do but we know the difference of what they say and ment
Politicians they hide behind the lies that they invent
When will I benefit from the money they claim that they done spent
But I donât have time to think about all that shit Iâm tryinâ to pay the rent
Chorus:
Iâm steady strugglinâ
Do what I can to keep my empty pockets bubblinâ
I gotta eat so now Iâm back on the corner hustlinâ
Tryinâ to make it in this wicked world my life is troublinâ
Iâm steady strugglinâ
Verse 2:
I cannot continue to live like this gotta make it come up from nothinâ
If I wasnât then I have to go get out I cannot just sit around fussinâ
I gotta go get my boots laced
Stay away from the two faced
Iâm tryinâ to go from keepinâ money in pockets to carryinâ it in a suitcase
That is my mission
But I have a vision
If I go to cookinâ cocaine in the kitchen
Then all of a sudden Iâm outta commission
And up in the prison cuz somebody snitches
Nobody to analyze every decision
And handle my business wit proper precision
Continue to learn and when I look and I listen
So I donât end up in that kinda condition
Realityâs beatinâ me into submission
I cannot just sit around hopinâ and wishinâ
And be reminissinâ on everything missinâ
Or I might not even have a pot to piss in
I gotta stay positive no type of bitchinâ
I gotta go get what I want if itâs givinâ
And all of this drama is keepinâ me drivinâ
Right now Iâm survivinâ Iâm tryin to be livinâ
And it seems lately no matter how hard I try
My problems continue to triple and double my troubles they multiply
I gotta get outta this hell that Iâm livinâ in so itâs do or die
Wanna peak at the pain thatâs lingerinâ in my sole look into my eyes
But I will rise, gotta make it come up stay organized with my guys
Whoever thinkinâ that they clever when when hit in gender Iâll sever the ties
See thru the lies, overcome all of despise
And focus on the prize
Lookinâ up at the lord feel my senserity please listen to my cries
Chorus:
Iâm steady strugglinâ
Do what I can to keep my empty pockets bubblinâ
I gotta eat so now Iâm back on the corner hustlinâ
Tryinâ to make it in this wicked world my life is troublinâ
Iâm steady strugglinâ
Verse 3:
I gotta get out and go handle my business Iâm sick of beinâ stuck
Iâm livinâ in a world thatâs a great big pussy waitinâ to get fucked
Thereâs a million to one opportunities surely Iâm sure to be makinâ a buck
All I gotta do in my life is roll the dice and try to press my luck
Like Yuk, wanna have a Regime
Fresh crease in my Dickies cuz I gotta stay clean
Makinâ sure my senses stay kean
I wanna stay nice but I gotta stay mean
Cuz these politicians donât give a shit
People in the church is hipocrits
Iâm tired of workinâ my motherfuckinâ ass off just to make a little bit
Iâm needinâ mo mail
Tryinâ to be free wit no jail
Motherfuckers donât wanna help me out but Iâm like fuck it oh well
I donât need nobody to watch my back I grind all by my lonely
Imma get my ends I donât need my friends in the pen of so called homies
Everytime I look over my shoulders I see the haters lurkinâ
They watchinâ my every move if I happen to fail they smurkinâ
But I still gotta keep my head up
Maybe the drama will let up
Even if it donât I never give up no matter how much Iâm fed up
Some people they cannot handle the struggle they thinkinâ of suicide
Damn near everybody in my city feel forgotten and deprived
But I strive
To live a better life have a reason to be alive
Whether Iâm just out here sellinâ dope or Iâm just workin 9 to 5
Chorus:
Iâm steady strugglinâ
Do what I can to keep my empty pockets bubblinâ
I gotta eat so now Iâm back on the corner hustlinâ
Tryinâ to make it in this wicked world my life is troublinâ
Iâm steady strugglinâ
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