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[Deniro Farrar:] (Sick and tired of strugglin') Yeah Uh, uh (Yeah) Sick and tired of struggling On the
corner hustling Shoot outs and tussling (Man) Baby mama cussing me (Yeah) These record labels fucking me (Man) Yeah, but it's gon' be (But it's gon' be) What it's gon' be (What it's gon' be) And I'm sick and tired of struggling (Sick and tired) On the
corner hustling (On the
corner hustlin') Shoot outs and tussling (Man) Baby mama cussing me These record labels fucking me (Man) Yeah, but it's gon' be (Yeah, but it's gon' be) What it's gon' be (Yeah, what it's gon' be) But I
just keep trucking it, I
done fell in love with it Pistol off safety, play with' me and I'm busting it Burned so many times now I'm struggling to trust These bitches wanna fuck, now I'm struggling with lust Asking God, "Is there a
heaven for a
nigga like us?" Or better yet, me, but I
don't wanna die just to see Couple niggas changed up that was riding with' me Peeped everything, I
might not say nothing, but I
see Four years straight, I
was signed to a
major They ain't do shit for me, the
lessons I
learned later Made me even greater, hustle harder and I'm grateful Won't nobody give you shit and strings come with the
favors Milli' on the
crib and it came with no neighbors Me, my sons, and my guns, and a
whole lot of acres Nights on the
block, serve fiends like a
waiter Taking orders on the
phone for niggas that want it catered Root to all evil is the
money, get yo evil up Cold ass world, that's why I
riding with my heater tucked Yeah, uh And it's gon' be what it's gon' be, yeah Sick and tired of struggling On the
corner hustling Shoot outs and tussling (Man) Baby mama cussing me (Yeah) These record labels fucking me (Man) Yeah, but it's gon' be (But it's gon' be) What it's gon' be (What it's gon' be) And I'm sick and tired of struggling (Sick and tired) On the
corner hustling (On the
corner hustlin') Shoot outs and tussling (Man) Baby mama cussing me These record labels fucking me (Man) Yeah, but it's gon' be (But it's gon' be) What it's gon' be (What it's gon' be) [Lute:] Niggas judge me, but don't know the
half Niggas count me out, but can't do the
math Pull up on the
west side, they like, "You the
man" I'm like, "Nah, I
just had a
plan" Shit, wouldn't be a
real nigga if I
ain't like to see my niggas win Couple niggas got the
city on ten Much respect, don't let the
hate reflect the
nigga within I'm still learning, my wheels still turning, foot on the
gas I
ain't worried 'bout the
shit in my past, the
people I
passed My only concern is will it outlast? Pay me in cash, free me at last, the
whip never crashed 'Cause I'm in control, can't fuck with the
flow, I'm hot like a
stove The
miles that I
drove, got further to go The
shit that I
wrote came straight from the
soul, I'm fully exposed I
rose from the
cracks, rapping is wack, don't fall for the
trap Or the
pat on the
back, 'cause niggas be cap Fuck all my stats, gain some respect Fuck all my stats, nigga, gain some respect [Deniro Farrar:] Sick and tired of struggling On the
corner hustling Shoot outs and tussling (Man) Baby mama cussing me (Yeah) These record labels fucking me (Man) Yeah, but it's gon' be (But it's gon' be) What it's gon' be (What it's gon' be) And I'm sick and tired of struggling (Sick and tired) On the
corner hustling (On the
corner hustlin') Shoot outs and tussling (Man) Baby mama cussing me These record labels fucking me (Man) Yeah, but it's gon' be (But it's gon' be) What it's gon' be (What it's gon' be) [Elevator Jay:] I
remember telling mama I'm rapping now Plus I
got the
808 slapping down But all she wanted for me was the
cap and gown "Don't get caught walking on the
trapping grounds" But them streets calling my name "Jay, we need some shit to make the
trunk go "bang"" It's getting tough to find like pure cocaine And won't nobody there step in your lane Pimp, I
ain't no shrimp So don't try me, like this my first time 'round the
way Promise I
ain't new to the
game I
spent a
whole life being true to the
game And we don't do no faking for no cameras We just out here making plays It ain't worth a
damn to me, I
got a
real big fam to feed Cold and sick and tired of struggling
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