Struggle
Cory Gunz Lyrics

Momma went and made a thug nigga,
My upbringing and environment led me to embrace a life of crime and violence.

And by the grace of god you can die a drug dealer.
The reality of my situation is that I could end up dead or in prison due to my involvement in the drug trade.

My soldiers on the grind tryin to climb out the struggle,
My friends and associates are working hard to overcome the obstacles and difficulties of living in poverty and facing systemic oppression.

In time youll be fine, keep your mind on your hustle.
If we keep focused on our goals and remain persistent, we can eventually achieve success.

Remember back, I was a snot nosed nigga,
I reflect on my youth and remember being young and naive.

They told me I was small so I wore my clothes bigger.
I compensated for my lack of physical stature by dressing in baggy clothing and projecting toughness.

Alotta homies dead cause they ran with hoe niggas,
Many of my friends have died due to associating with people involved in criminal activity and causing trouble.

So I ain't never ran with a hit from no nigga.
I have refused to participate in violent acts at the behest of others or in order to prove myself to others.

My soliders 9 to 5 on the block to stay alive,
My associates work long hours on street corners selling drugs to make ends meet and survive in a harsh environment.

They know they gotta ride, get that rock away or die.
They understand the stakes involved in their work and the dangers of failing to sell enough drugs to maintain their income.

Ain't got no peace of mind, all they got is peace of mind
They are constantly on edge and stressed out, but at least they can take comfort in the fact that they have a job that pays the bills.

With their pistol by their side, tryin to dodge a homicide.
They carry firearms to protect themselves from rival gang members and other dangerous individuals, but they live in constant fear of violence and death.

Cause even I ain't tryin to put those tears in mommas eyes,
I don't want to cause my mother any pain or heartache due to my involvement in criminal activity and risking my life.

Gramma know I love her and my momma know I try,
My family members are aware of my struggles and are supportive of me, but they worry about my safety and well-being.

My grandaddy died 'fore I got to say goodbye,
My grandfather passed away before I could properly say farewell or express my feelings towards him.

I knew him more than daddy, daddy I ain't gotta lie.
I had a closer relationship with my grandfather than with my father, who was not present in my life as much.

My head up to the sky, when i pray at night I cry,
I have faith in a higher power and try to maintain a positive outlook, but I also feel overwhelmed with emotion and sadness.

And ask father why he even bothered with my life.
I question the purpose and meaning of my existence and why I was born into such a difficult situation.

Cause I ain't here for nothing but the cause of dealin trouble,
I feel like the only thing I am good at and capable of is causing problems and engaging in criminal activity.

If you feel me when you hear me then you know you feel the struggle when we struggle cause...
If you can relate to my experiences and emotions, then you understand the hardships and adversity that people in my community face on a daily basis.

My soldiers on the grind keep your mind on your hustle,
I urge my associates to stay focused and motivated in their work, despite the challenges they face.

A nigga look you down, try to shine, show you muscle
Other people will try to intimidate and disrespect you in order to assert their dominance or superiority.

In time you'll be fine, you gonna climb out the struggle.
If you keep persevering and striving towards your goals, you will eventually overcome the difficulties and obstacles that hold you back.