Boosie Badazz, OMB Peezy - Struggle lyrics

Huh, look that boy Cassius

You don't feel my struggle
So you don't feel my hustle
You don't know what I done been through
All the niggas I done tend to
All the shit that I got into (Beezo)
Made it hard for me to bubble, man
This shit for all the people
I done lost, nigga, yeah
This for the ones that they forgot about
Nigga you in that struggle, I know it's
Hard to make it out, nigga, but look
Keep on grinding, promise you
Gon' make it out, nigga
(Look)

Baby, I'm gone
Tonight I ain't comin' back home
Probably won't answer my phone
Tried to divorce this street shit but
I can't leave her alone
This mic the bitch I vent to
When I be feeling alone
But I can't shake this cold feeling
That the streets where I belong
What's going on? It seem like every
Night I can't even sleep
Dropped in the rain, blinded by the pain
I can't even see
A street preacher, call me Pastor P
I can't even preach
Feel like I'm fasting, my mind blasting
I can't even eat stuck in the war but look
I got a K on my shoulder
I used to say when I get
Older I'ma be that nigga
But I know some plans don't
Go how they 'posed to can't fuck with you
How you go down and tell on your soldiers?
Fuck the system
How you gon' judge us if you don't know us?
Peezy

Don't feel my struggle
So you don't feel my hustle
You don't know what I done been through
All the niggas I done tend to
All the shit that I got into
Made it hard for me to bubble, man
This shit for all the people
I done lost, nigga, yeah
This for the ones that they forgot about
Nigga you in that struggle, I know it's
Hard to make it out, nigga, but look
Keep on grinding, promise you
Gon' make it out, nigga
(Boosie Badazz)

You don't feel my struggle
Killers after me, police
They tryna capture me this still my struggle
Nigga killed my brother now it's casualties
Swinging, and bitch
We charged up like batteries
Just got a call from DNA Love (My nigga D)
They say they need me, I ain't got it
Hope they ain't mad when they see me
What you know 'bout beefin'
With the next street
Y'all used to rock, now it's beef
Choppers rockin' you to sleep
This Bible shit what I speak
My cuz showed me how to
Flip packs and cook cocaine
But I don't blame none of them niggas
Boosie chose this lane
How did He let me make it when
I used to curse the teacher?
He gave me money but gave me diabetes
Real niggas pray for me

You don't feel my struggle
So you don't feel my hustle
You don't know what I done been through
All the niggas I done tend to
All the shit that I got into
Made it hard for me to bubble, man
This shit for all the people
I done lost, nigga, yeah
This for the ones that they forgot about
Nigga you in that struggle, I know it's
Hard to make it out, nigga, but look
Keep on grinding, promise you
Gon' make it out, nigga