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gunna - struggle lyrics

[chorus: gunna]
came up with a hustle when we all made a k!llin’
came from out the struggle, we can all spend a million
chrome heart for the children, talk to god dressed in linen
got my dawg in the system, pay it all to appealing
all for the healin’, codeine raw when you sippin’
i lost all of my feelings, drive a car with no ceiling
pretty broads with me chillin’, smashin’ hard like a engine
got a 9, that’s a semi for you boys you act silly

[verse 1: marlo]
straight up out the struggle
y’all gon’ cop a brick and i’ma make it worth double
she just let me hit and now she f+ckin’ on my brother
your b+tch, shе with the sh+t and now she tellin’ you shе love you and she put no one above you
i been goin’ hard off of that pack since i was little
big up on a perc, we pop them b+tches like they skittles
i was born off in that jungle raised by gorillas
and some k!llers that don’t give a f+ck about none you n+ggas
free [?], told my dawg i’ma bring him home, that’s my word
yeah, b+tch i’m pitchin’ bricks up off that curb
yeah, you can get your issue on that curb
way before corona, we was curb servin’
i took a risk to get that paper, it was worth it
i took a hunnid, caught two bricks and started workin’
you caught me cheatin’, i broke your heart and you ain’t deserve it
now is it worth it?
[chorus: gunna]
came up with a hustle when we all made a k!llin’
came from out the struggle, we can all spend a million
chrome heart for the children, talk to god dressed in linen
got my dawg in the system, pay it all to appealing
all for the healin’, codeine raw when you sippin’
i lost all of my feelings, drive a car with no ceiling
pretty broads with me chillin’, smashin’ hard like a engine
got a 9, that’s a semi for you boys you act silly

[verse 2: lil baby]
we can hit the town in matchin’ ‘raris
money ain’t a thing, i just be smart with it
really don’t blow mine, i might buy small sh+t
[?] i still got options
my slogan ’round the world four pockets
even though i hate the opps, i ain’t gon’ bad talk ’em
or try to knock unless i knock ’em off
gucci socks showin’ like i golf
i can’t ever take my hand off her body, she so soft
i’m the type of real one who’ll never mention what i bought
chrome heart long+sleeve my ass got three cross
got the cullinan wax, it feel better when it gloss
came up with a hustle, had to make myself a boss
only heard me say it once and they already wanna know
i’m tryna get over anxiety
i know for sure my slimes proud of me
she say she love me, but she lied to me
she caught me cheatin’ and then cried to me
it’s like my heart is not inside of me
i took it out and put it out of reach
i gave you everything to help you breathe
we did this sh+t and stay ahead and keep stackin’ with ease
i pray to god that i don’t ever need
i let my diamonds cry no tears, i’ll probably never grieve
one day it’s gon’ be everything it seem
put that on all that dead ones on the team
i keep it gangsta from the start, check out my ice, now i got h+lla cream
[chorus: gunna]
came up with a hustle when we all made a k!llin’
came from out the struggle, we can all spend a million
chrome heart for the children, talk to god dressed in linen
got my dawg in the system, pay it all to appealing
all for the healin’, codeine raw when you sippin’
i lost all of my feelings, drive a car with no ceiling
pretty broads with me chillin’, smashin’ hard like a engine
got a 9, that’s a semi for you boys you act silly

[verse 3: gunna]
raised independent
now i rock a show and make ’em race like the engine (race like the engine)
n+ggas cappin’ like this was a wave they invented (wave)
keep it real, young gunna havin’ way too man millions to not put us in position (put us in position)
she made a decision, let me f+ck with no permission
our relationship too risky, i don’t trust none of you b+tches (no)
you can never sell stingy, bought you diamonds and they twinkle (twinkle)
tryna give back to my city, they would doubt when you still little (little)
you wouldn’t even believe that i get paid for the ritalin
you wouldn’t even believe that i got paid sellin’ skittles (skittles)
get sprayed, i’ma spitter, i’ma take it and steal her
still don’t play with the dealer, no, i’m way too realer

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