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c-mob - strugglin lyrics

verse 1

this life ain’t f-cking fair
i’m looking down in my pockets and there ain’t nothing there
i wish they wasn’t bare
n-body f-cking cares
weather i live or weather i die
but i refuse to give up so i gotta do what i gotta do just to survive i
i’m back on the street
gotta get on my feet just to eat now
whoever attempt to prevent me from making it they get a beat down
i’m trying to get major paid
letting my problems fade away
but it seems like everything gets worse theirs more drama from day to day
can i go back to when life was so simple i’m f-cking fed up with these hard times
motherf-ckers wanna beef like a pimp, and i tell em i’m gonna guard mine
mentality of a starved mind
tell em when we will have bar time
there ain’t n-body that wanna see you shine they don’t give a f-ck about our kind
they say that were people that we know the difference of what they say and meant
politicians they hide behind the lies that they invent
when will i benefit from the money they claim that they done spent
but i don’t have time to think about all that sh-t
i’m trying to pay the rent

chorus(x2)

i’m steady struggling
do what i can to keep my empty pockets bubbling
i gotta eat so now i’m back on the corner hustling
try to make it in this wicked world my life is struggling
i’m steady struggling

verse 2

i cannot to continue to live like this gotta make it come up from nothing
if i want something gotta get up and go get it i cannot just sit around fussing
i gotta go get my boots laced
stay away from the two faced
i’m trying to go from keeping money in pockets to carrying it in a suit case
that is my mission
where i have a vision
if i go from cooking cocaine in the kitchen
if all of a sudden i’m out of commission
an end up in prison coz somebody snitches
so i need to -n-lyze every decision
and handle my business with proper precision
continue to learn and i look and i listen
so i don’t end up in that kind of position
reality is beating me into submission
i cannot just sit around hoping and wishing
and be reminiscing on everything missing
or why i’m not dealin, no pot to p-ss in
i gotta stay positive no time for b-tching
i gotta go get what i want it is given
and all of this drama is keeping me driven
right now i’m surviving i’m trying to be living
and it seems
lately no matter how hard i try
my problems continue to triple they double my troubles they multiply
i gotta get out of this h-ll that i’m living in so it’s do or die
when i peak at the pain that’s lingering in my soul look into my eyes
but i will rise
gotta make it come up stay organized with my guys
whoever thinking they clever we hit in the tendon i sever the ties
see through the lies
overcome all the despise and focus on the prize
looking up at the lord feel my sincerity please listen to my cries

chorus(x2)

verse 3

i gotta get out and go handle my business i’m sick of being stuck
i’m living in a world that’s a great big p-ssy waiting to get f-cked
there’s no makin it with no opportunity surely i’m soon to be making a buck
all i gotta do with my life is roll the dice and try to press my luck
like yuck when i have a regime
fresh crease on my d-cky’s coz i gotta stay clean
make sure my senses stay keen
i wanna be nice but i gotta stay mean
coz these politicians don’t give a sh-t
people in the church’s just hypocrites
i’m tired of working my motherf-cking as off just to make a little bit
i need more mail
try to be freak with no jail
motherf-ckers don’t wanna help me out but i’m like f-ck it oh well
i don’t need no body to watch my back i grind all by my lonely
imma clean my hands i don’t need no friends or depend on so called homies
every time i look over my shoulder i see the haters lurking
they watching my every move if i happen to feel them smirking
but i still gotta keep my head up
maybe the drama will let up
even if it don’t i never give up no matter how much i’m fed up
some people they cannot handle the struggle they thinking of suicide
d-mn near everybody in my city feels forgotten and deprived
but i strive
to live a better life have a reason to be alive
whether i’m out here selling dope or i’m just working 9 to 5

chorus (x2)
i’m steady struggling
do what i can to keep my empty pockets bubbling
i gotta eat so now i’m back on the corner hustling
try to make it in this wicked world my life is struggling
i’m steady struggling

- c mob lyrics

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