Sick Jacken - Struggle So Beautiful lyrics

There ain't no love without pain
No drug without altering your brain
Or flowing through your veins
No hood without a gang
Regardless what you claim
We've all been through it in the
Streets from which we came
I just reminisce, through hit's of mary jane
Pour a lil liquor out in honor of the slain
If you watching down on me
Got me through the caine
Cause, I don't wanna lose man
I'm tryna break the chain
To all the homies locked up, I just wanna say
I wish I had you out here
Like back in the day
But the price that we pay for
The games that we play
Catches up to most folks, only few get away
Its good to be alive in the city of LA
Peace to brothas locked down
Sitting in the bay
We try to be good, what a psycho gonna say
But it seems like some keeps
Getting in the way, damn

Sometimes I wish I had more loot yo
But man this struggle's so beautiful
I wish I had a better car
Bigger home but there's some people out
That they can't have they own
Could've been rich, born a millionaires son
But man I love the block where I came from
Nd if I make it crack like that
You could bet that I come get back
It's all love baby

A dollar and a dream
Tryna lose the triple beam
Then shooting brothas upstream
For illegal cream
The streets seen many come many go
Plenty in between
Most stuck cause they eye some cream
Some try to find a way out clean
Same tenet for the hustle
Different product that we slang out fiends
Got homies that are one strike short
Major league do it all day
That ain't where we want that B i mean
I know what it's like to
Get by on the minimal
Create criminal minds and grind till
We win it all all in the struggle tho
That's what my brother know
Everybody get it while you got it
Til the covers blown
Crooked lies behind til we hook nd
Rise the book of rhymes
Took em by surprise look ma
No more pushing dimes
Food on the plate, no court date time
Til I go straight
I gonna go take mine like that

Sometimes I wish I had more loot yo
But man this struggle's so beautiful
I wish I had a better car
Bigger home but there's some people out
That they can't have they own
Could've been rich, born a millionaires son
But man I love the block where I came from
Nd if I make it crack like that
You could bet that I come get back
It's all love baby