Struggle
Tye Tribbett & G.A. Lyrics

I don't wanna live no more
I feel overwhelmed and exhausted from the challenges and difficulties in my life.

Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I often contemplate the idea of giving up on life and succumbing to my struggles.

I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
I approach each day as if it's a constant struggle, trying to survive and manage multiple challenges.

Another day, another struggle
Every day presents new obstacles and difficulties for me to overcome.

I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
I understand the feeling of waking up to a life that is chaotic and overwhelming.

Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
I am financially destitute and resort to selling drugs as a means to survive.

People look at you like you's the user
Others judge and label me as a drug addict, not understanding the desperate circumstances that led me to this path.

Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
I sell drugs to people who are also struggling, using substances as a form of escape and coping.

But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Others are unaware of the immense stress I experience on a daily basis.

Baby on the way, mad bills to pay
I have a child on the way and a significant amount of financial obligations to fulfill.

That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can reminisce
I turn to alcohol as a way to temporarily escape my problems and reminisce about a better life.

And wish, you wasn't living so devilish, shit
I wish I wasn't caught in this cycle of drugs, crime, and struggle, feeling trapped and burdened.

I remember I was just like you
I recall being in a similar position as others who are currently struggling.

Smoking blunts with my crew, flippin' over 62's
I used to engage in drug use and criminal activities with my friends, seeking a sense of belonging and purpose.

'Cause GED wasn't B-I-G
I didn't have a high school diploma, so I turned to illegal activities to make money.

I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
I started making significant amounts of money from my illegal activities, causing strain in my relationship with my mother.

She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Due to my lifestyle and actions, my mother had no choice but to kick me out of her home.

Then I figured out nicks went for 20 down South
I realized that drugs could be sold for a higher price in the southern regions, leading me to expand my distribution.

Packed up my tools for my raw power move
I gathered my resources and prepared for a significant and risky drug deal.

Glock 19 for casket and flower moves
I carried a Glock 19 handgun as a means of protection, knowing that the lifestyle I was involved in could lead to my death.

For chumps tryin' to stop my flow
I was always cautious and prepared for any individuals who tried to hinder or sabotage my drug operation.

And what they don't know will show on the autopsy
If someone were to try and harm me, the truth of my actions and lifestyle would be revealed in a postmortem examination.

Went to see Papi to cop me a brick
I went to meet with a drug supplier to purchase a large quantity of drugs.

Asked for some consignment, he wasn't tryin' to hear it
I requested a credit arrangement for the drugs, but the supplier refused to accommodate my request.

Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court
Due to a pending legal case, I smoked numerous Newports cigarettes to manage my anxiety and stress.

For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
I was involved in a violent altercation in Bridgeport, New York, which led to my arrest and subsequent court appearance.

Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
I elude capture and law enforcement, much like the Gingerbread Man from the children's story.

You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man
If someone were to try and apprehend or harm me, they better be armed and prepared, as I will defend myself.

I had the master plan, I'm in the Caravan on my way to Maryland
I devised a detailed plan and was currently en route to Maryland in a Caravan, ready to execute my drug operations.

With my man Two-TEC's to take over this projects
I had a partner named Two-TEC's and together, we aimed to dominate the drug market in a specific area or housing project.

They call him Two-TEC's, he tote two TEC's
Two-TEC's is known for carrying two TEC-9 firearms for protection and intimidation.

And when he start to bust, he like to ask, 'Who's next?'
When Two-TEC's starts shooting, he confidently challenges others to face him, asking who will be the next target.

I got my honey on the Amtrak with the crack
I sent my associate, my romantic partner, on a train with a significant amount of crack cocaine for distribution.

In the crack of her ass, two pounds of hash in the stash
She hid the drugs in the most discreet location, between her buttocks, including two pounds of hashish in a hidden compartment.

I wait for hon' to make some quick cash
I anticipate my partner making a quick profit from selling the drugs and generating cash.

I told her she could be lieutenant, bitch got gassed
I promised my partner a significant role and status within our operation, boosting her confidence and motivation.

At last, I'm literally lounging, black
Finally, I can relax and enjoy the fruits of my illegal activities, indulging in luxury and comfort.

Sitting back, counting double digit thousand stacks
I sit back and meticulously count my significant amounts of money, totaling in the tens of thousands.

Had to re-up, see what's up with my peeps
I needed to restock my supply of drugs and check in with my associates to assess the situation.

Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps
There was a special sales event for Toyota vehicles, particularly Jeep models, providing a cost-effective opportunity for me to acquire new cars.

See who got smoked, what rumors was spread
I investigate who may have been killed or captured in the drug trade, as well as the rumors circulating within the criminal underworld.

Last I heard I was dead, with six to the head
The latest rumors suggested that I had been killed, allegedly shot in the head six times.

Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder
I received a phone call with shocking news, leaving me emotionally devastated.

We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Our operation was compromised and infiltrated, much like the character Nino Brown in the film 'New Jack City'.

Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
I was informed that Two-TEC's had been killed in an unfamiliar town, catching me off guard and unfamiliar with the circumstances.

By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
Two-TEC's was killed by a woman named Alberta, using firearms with nickel-plated barrels.

And my bitch, swear to God she won't snitch
My romantic partner assures me that she will never betray or cooperate with the authorities.

I told her when she hit the bricks, I'll make the hooker rich
I promised my partner that when she is released from custody, I will reward her with significant wealth and luxury.

Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
We plan to use a conspiracy defense in court, expecting my partner to be released and sent home in three years or less.

Until then I looks out for the whole family
In the meantime, I take care of and protect my entire family, ensuring their safety and well-being.

A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble
I consider myself a true gangster, constantly on the move and expanding my influence, but also fragile and easily burst, like a bubble.

I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani
I witness a continuous cycle of violence and death, while also criticizing the lack of response or intervention from Mayor Giuliani.

Ain't tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti
The mayor and society in general do not want to witness a black man becoming a notorious and influential figure like John Gotti, a prominent Italian-American mobster.

My daughter use a potty so she's older now
My daughter has reached a milestone in her development by using a toilet, indicating that she is growing up and maturing.

Educated street knowledge, I'ma mould her now
I will impart my wisdom and experience gained from the streets to educate and shape my daughter's future path.

Trick a little dough buying young girls fringes
I use a portion of my income to spoil and impress young girls, often buying them expensive and fashionable items like fringed clothing.

Dealing with the dope fiend binges, seeing syringes
I am confronted with the destructive behavior of drug addicts, witnessing their excessive drug use and discarded syringes.

In the veins, hard to explain how I maintain
It is difficult to articulate how I manage to maintain my composure and continue my criminal lifestyle despite being exposed to such harrowing scenes.

The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange
The inhalation of crack cocaine smoke has a profound and disorienting effect on my mental state, leaving me feeling unfamiliar and altered.

Breaking days on the set, no sweat
I easily handle the long and tiring days spent in my drug-selling location, working tirelessly without showing any signs of exhaustion.

Drunk off Moet, can't bag yet because it's still wet
I am intoxicated from consuming Moet & Chandon champagne and unable to package the drugs for sale yet as they are still damp or not ready.

But when that dry, bagging five at a time
Once the drugs have dried adequately, I efficiently divide them into smaller packages, preparing five at a time for easier distribution.

I can clock about nine on the check cashing line
I am capable of earning approximately nine thousand dollars when cashing my illicit earnings at a check cashing establishment.

I had the first and the third, rehearse, that's my word
I controlled the drug trade in both the first and third districts, ensuring that my operation ran smoothly and without interference, as I promised.

Thick in the game, D's knew my first name
I am deeply involved in the criminal underworld, and law enforcement officers are aware of me and familiar with my first name.

Should I quit? Shit no, even though they had me scared
Despite feeling scared and anxious due to law enforcement attention, I refuse to quit or give up on my criminal activities.

Yo, they got a eight, I got a TEC with air holes
I discovered that law enforcement officers possess an AK-47 rifle, so I armed myself with a TEC-9 handgun that has ventilation holes for improved recoil control.

And that's just how the shit go in the struggle, mothafucka
These experiences and challenges are representative of the hardships and realities faced in the struggle of life, my friend.

Hah, come on, what you say?
This is a rhetorical question addressed to the listener, inviting them to reflect on and relate to the themes and experiences expressed in the song.

Junior M.A.F.I.A. right
Referencing the hip-hop group Junior M.A.F.I.A., emphasizing their presence and influence in the genre.

Yeah, rock on, woo!
Expressing enthusiasm and encouragement, encouraging others to express their excitement and support for the music.

Biggie Smalls, right
Acknowledging and paying tribute to the late rapper Biggie Smalls, who played a significant role in the hip-hop industry.