Lil Trevo, Lil Poppa - Struggle lyrics

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