The Struggle by TYLR C Lyrics

(Hook)
All these rappers talkin' bout some struggle
(I could show you real struggle)
Rollin' weed in bundles
(Bitch you ain't ever hustle)
Just takin' all the crumbles
(Somehow I'm still stayin' humble)

(Verse 1)
Here we are
Back once again
Right back in the start
Rollin' up some mary jane
I don't got no heart
Bitch we go against the grain
Fuckin tearin' me apart
Got me goin' insane
Talkin' bout the inside of me
The devil is guiding me
Super high stridency
Boy, just look at the irony
It's like fuckin' hide and seek
Tryna find some damn peace
Halfway deceased
On this one-way to meet and greet
With these demons in my sleep
(Verse 2)
They killed pac and biggie
And they ain't give em justice
Super fuckin' picky
When it comes to a substance
Rollin up this sticky
And my gun the only thang that i'm trustin'
Cookie be exotic also lucious
All these hydroponics like a muthafuckin' dungeon
Triple six encounters better hire yo best gunmen
Cause we always up somethin
Ruin yo day
Bitch our music'll stay
Creatin' a whole union
This picture I paint
Triple six cult reunion
Lay me in my grave
Bitch i know what i'm doin'
So get the fuck out my face
I'm producing
Plus i'm engineering
I ain't voluntering
I'm just fucking dissapearing
Plus i'm writing music
That y'all ain't even hearing
Fucking superhuman
I don't mean like no confusion
Leave these bitches muted
All they lyrics an illusion
(Hook)
(I could show you real struggle)
Rollin' weed in bundles
(Bitch you ain't ever hustle)
Just takin' all the crumbles
(Somehow I'm still stayin' humble)