Strugglin

Ain't gonna lie, bitch flirting for so long

I pray routies to Buddha to move on

I said nah, I'm ready to spray it now

And the gang's at my pera line

Me and Zack copped 50 on the airplane

I'm in the 7, gonna buy a rock, big frame

Me and Tyga tryin to get it, haters say who is it

When you lose somebody closer, when you really fit it

I'm trying to take the pain away, I wanna be the best

But when you're coming out the streets a lot of shit to test

It was all good, you nigga saw me walking

Now when I put it to my shit, I see you niggas talking

Throw the deuces out the song, who will never choose

In a big suburban city when it's bulletproof

White true religion, jeans to the black stitchin

Ain't got time for bitches bitchin, all my money missin

I'm prayin when the storm stop, I'll see the sun

Heavenly Father help a nigga 'cause I'm on the run

On the run yeah, yeah

Ain't gonna lie, bitch flirting for so long,

I pray routies to Buddha to move on

I said nah, I'm ready to spray it now

And the gang's at my pera line

Hard time, keep on stressing me

But I stay praying, hoping that the Lord will bless the G

I ain't gonna lie how, I be flipping a lot of pain

And it's that mogul with that J

And smoke for all my thugs in the game

Swear my albums dropped, boy you just don't move

I'm feelin hella good, I'm finna act a fool,

But that don't move a P colder, the baking soda, coke in the water

And now my nigga pushing that yola

I swear the money on my mind Lord hear me on my grind

But for my mom I gotta shine

Tryna lay with some pain and a Glock that 9

Lord shining me lover

Playing bear with a thug and protect me from the drug

Protect me from the drug

Ain't gonna lie, bitch flirting for so long

I pray routies to Buddha to move on

I said nah, I'm ready to spray it now

And the gang's at my pera line

Been dragged through the mud and I came out clean

Throw your king, blood line thinker than lean

Lord please be with me, I see death in my dreams

Haters hide behind smiles, it ain't all what it seems

Facing a whole life sentence and low leafs ain't fall

And then here you are, my nigga, I can't tell on my dog

Stay tip toe, my frame will cast lobo

And I ain't distributing Benjamins to none of these hoes

Grind gangsta getting this cold, nigga get it and go

Hustle I'm sticking this cold, nigga I get it and go

Hustle I'm sticking I move zero menace the sloothe

Won't stop, cap on cruise, steady kept in the groove

Louie likin the shoes, I'm a hell of a dude,

Kids are bangin up this track, bout to leave it a bruise

Winners don't lose, first base the spot that I choose

Kids are bangin up this track, bout to leave it a bruise

Winners don't lose, first base the spot that I choose

Ain't gonna lie, bitch flirting for so long

I pray routies to Buddha to move on

I said nah, I'm ready to spray it now

And the gang's at my pera line