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Lyrify.me

Struggle by Trapaa Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2018

Intro
“Wooh”it’s renegade muzik
Hook
“See We Always wanted that good life
I had to struggle it was hard I had to make a decision
I wasn’t working no jobs I use to sit on that corner
Won’t go in the house into the Pack is all gone “aye”
I keep a glizzy on me cause these niggas envy
I know they want me gone. What don’t break me
Won’t make it’s gone only make me strong mama
Left me along time ago I feel the pain that she
Gone I use to pray to the man upstairs loading
My glizzy hoping I come home “aye”
Free all of my niggas they lock with a sentence
Knowning they never coming home “Aye”
Verse
Use to sit on the bench waiting for the money
Watching the ball game Rocking Out my tounge Out
Im Jordan I want the leather it’s spalden I had to
Make a decision get a job or go trap out the kitchen
Im throwning hooks in the sea like I’m fishing my hand
In the sink like I’m cleaning dishes , so much snakes
In the grass they be Hissing I’m loading my glizzy
Cause these niggas envy I hoping i make it home
I know that my team strong and we been thru so many
I been thru the struggle I remain humble taking these perky
It got me hung loose I was stuck We was left in the jungle
Running to them Nd these niggas gon fumble
Niggas talk tuff and these niggas gon crumble
I fuck her off a X and a Punch Juice I’m tryna see what this
Punch do , shawty she looking like a lunchable
When I’m in the Olace you uncomfortable took you out
The game substitute Snakes in grass ion fuck with you man streets ain’t got No love for you , strippers , ass , pole ,lust I’m tryna see what the View like seems like everything I do is wrong I never do right Rocking leather balmain I’m mike Jack into deep I could
Never come back jump off the porch and I took me a pack
Stuck to the trap Nd I ran me a sack
“Renegade x2”
Hook
See We Always wanted that good life
I had to struggle it was hard I had to make a decision
I wasn’t working no jobs I use to sit on that corner
Won’t go in the house into the Pack is all gone “aye”
I keep a glizzy on me cause these niggas envy
I know they want me gone. What don’t break me
Won’t make it’s gone only make me strong mama
Left me along time ago I feel the pain that she
Gone I use to pray to the man upstairs loading
My glizzy hoping I come home “aye”
Free all of my niggas they lock with a sentence
Knowning they never coming home “Aye”