Struggle - Lil Poppa, Lil Trevo

I just caught some PT from Memphis

Now the folks wanna get in my business

Hunnids' on me now loaded up with back ends

Different times I was in the penitentiary

It was roaches in the spot put the raid on it

Grindin' hard workin' just like a slave on it

And I felt the struggle the pain it’s numb

But I stayed remaining calm

Have you ever been down on your last and can’t even pick up the phone?

When times got hard had to grab a poncho

Had to go thug in the storm

And I had to go and solidify my wave

I stamped my name on a charm

I worked my move and then got in I’m finna go flood out my arm

I was down on my last doin' better nigga

Had to work on my move they ain’t help a nigga

If I told you my dawg, nigga you my dawg

Nigga we ridin' regardless

Every young nigga ridin' with me heartless

We was car jackin' dealin' in apartments

Fucked up how my dawg caught 15

He been ridin' in the since 17

Have you ever had to ride with ya niggas?

Load up had the heart of a killer

Hollywood here ridin' in the sprinter

Killtec big foreign wit' a pistol

Used to starve and rip out the grizzle

It was hard used to fuck with my mental

Lost too many dawgs to the system

And I wanna be the one to get em', on god

Yeah, you know they ridin' wit em', load em' choppas huh

You know they firin' wit em'

Yeah they ridin' RG 5, slidin', nigga we ridin' hop out homicide

These niggas ain’t gang these niggas be lyin'

I just caught some PT from Memphis

Now the folks wanna get in my business

Hunnids' on me now loaded up with back ends

Different times I was in the penitentiary

It was roaches in the spot put the raid on it

Grindin' hard workin' just like a slave on it

And I felt the struggle the pain it’s numb

But I stayed remaining calm

Have you ever been down on your last and can’t even pick up the phone?

When times got hard had to grab a poncho

Had to go thug in the storm

And I had to go and solidify my wave

I stamped my name on a charm

I worked my move and then got in I’m finna go flood out my arm

Niggas left me hangin' when they had it

So it’s fuck them niggas when I got it

Ain’t expressin' my feelings to nobody

No matter what I tell, they don’t know bout me

Did that shit all by myself no I ain’t need no cosigner

And they know I’m fly as hell I don’t need no copilot

And I’m with yo hoe prolly' who cannot call, nobody

I miss my dawgs, they got me

Shit I’ll prolly' be dead when they stop me

If I want his head then they drop it

But we ain’t speakin' on that, switch topics

All in yo hood with my chains on and I had ten in this pocket

Go broke again I’ll have my nigga put his hand in his pocket

Said they gon' kill me, bitch stop it, I know the real you, this not it

Don’t call my phone just pull up

Whatever you need yeah we got it

When a opp die they say we shot it, no Master P bitch we got it

I just caught some PT from Memphis

Now the folks wanna get in my business

Hunnids' on me now loaded up with back ends

Different times I was in the penitentiary

It was roaches in the spot put the raid on it

Grindin' hard workin' just like a slave on it

And I felt the struggle the pain it’s numb

But I stayed remaining calm

Have you ever been down on your last and can’t even pick up the phone?

When times got hard had to grab a poncho

Had to go thug in the storm

And I had to go and solidify my wave

I stamped my name on a charm

I worked my move and then got in I’m finna go flood out my arm