In the Struggle - E-40

Everybody got an opinion but ain’t nobody got a solution

I got my money in all kind of financial institutions

Like Charles Schwab and Morgan Stanley

Haters can’t stand me, everything I do is butter, candy

«Water, how you stay so dialed in and up?»

Did you forget I’m from the game, used to sell coconut?

Back in the golden days before the drought season

Out there funkin' for nothin', for senseless reasons

Nowadays they stealin' and robbin', bippin' and flockin'

All for a bopper so he can spoil her rotten

She prettier than every female on Instagram

Plus-size like who?

Ashley Graham

For a broad like that, they’ll give they right hand

Redbone, vanilla, chocolate, light-skinned

Some of my partners is P’s, they pop they P’s for they cheese

Put the bitch on a blade when it’s zero degrees (Bitch)

Have money, have heart

Have money, have heart

Have street, have hustle

Have street, have hustle

Add it up, make double

Add it up, make double

Tatted up in the struggle

Tatted up in the struggle

You gotta realize it’s gon' be haters no matter what, my nigga (I swear)

(In the struggle)

No matter where you go, my nigga

You could rich, you could be poor

Should I buy it off the lot or should I lease and write it off?

Or pay cash like a rapper and watch the value decrease?

Gotta be smart and discrete, can’t be weak like a week

Gotta be ten toes down and steppin' ahead of the janky streets

Shoot your best shot, hit your mark

Have money, have street, have heart

Toast him with the toaster like a Pop-Tart

I ain’t tellin' on me, that’s why I ride à la carte (Ho)

Put some cameras on your home so you can watch on your phone

While y’all on vacation or you at home all alone

Do some damage with the chrome, aim at his neck and his dome

Eat his ass up, he try to break in your own

I’m the right one, not a chump

We don’t play checkers no more, we play Tunk

You’s a pussy, you’s a cunt

When they handin' ghetto passes out, my nigga, you flunked (Bitch)

Have money, have heart

Have money, have heart

Have street, have hustle

Have street, have hustle

Add it up, make double

Add it up, make double

Had it up in the struggle

Had it up in the struggle

I tell all my solid dudes

Don’t fuck your shoe up steppin' on these niggas

Step over 'em, man (In the struggle)

Don’t let 'em backdoor you, don’t let 'em sneak you, my nigga, we need you

We need you (In the struggle)

Pay attention to the ball, watch everything (Everything)

Like my nigga Pimpin' Ken say (What he say?)

You gotta human chess with these niggas, man (Bitch)

(In the struggle)