Strugglin'

Eat a d**k up

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Strugglin', jugglin', got it to the black man

Eatin' the scams like I was motherfuckin' Pac Man

Cops step off, you know the flavor

They fear the ruffneck niggaz with the lunatic behavior

And now we gotta eat, gotta make ends meet

Stabbin' for a fee, it gets hard on the f**n' streets

It's like a madness, f**k making gravy

I rhyme and do crimes, 'cuz either way pays me

A little rough with a hardcore, theme

Couldn't rough something rougher in your, dreams

Mad rugged so you know we're gonna, rip

With that roughneck n**a named 2Pacalypse

Representing YG'z yo

Flip Stretch Homicide and my n**a Gambino

Seek and Po can't forget Money Bags

Stickin' up spots and jumpin' in Jags

Gotta get ahead and always stay bumblin'

And always keep a hand on the gat

Cuz a niggaz straight strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

I used to be on tour, but now I'm sick of strugglin'

I thought about bumpin', but mother-fuck jugglin'

I know it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker

But I'd rather use my gun 'cuz I get the money quicker, so bust it

Look as I cut the records hard to eject

A quick clip threw my body down uhh, it's another hit

I got energy to blast now you want the task here

Cuz of the light a m**r shot that ** up

But rugged and rough is how I'm steppin'

Mac is the weapon, and it's always kept in

Eye on the Mac 'cuz the dogg got it goin' on

If you come up steppin' you'll be lit like a hick

So you better chill, 'cuz I got too much money to get

A street thug in the motherfuckin' house, I'm strugglin'

Get drunk but I don't think

I'm just in it for the money, don't be a punk snitch

When I yank up my gun, don't run don't b**h

Cuz ya know if you do, you'll be layin' in a ditch

You'll get your stupid ** blown out the frame

Cuz I'm playing to win, and survive in the game, I'm strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Big up, big up, got him in the frame, bang

Ain't nothin' changed set it off I let the brains hang

Guess who's back, to put niggaz on they back

Till I call back, niggaz runnin' free better fall back

I'm fifty niggaz deep beat sleep

With a Mossberg wrapped in my seats

Three deep in my Jeep chief run with the Young Gunz

Strugglin' and strivin', that's how the dough come

Now get gunned by the one with the gun for the low goal

Throw a bolo so low when I flow yo

Much too high to read the signs, I'm blind

Clickin' on the nine, out to get mine

I go big up, big up, gotta make the room, boom

Blowin' ** to the moon

Niggaz need to feel me a real G, home from the bumblin'

See me on the block, strugglin'

And rollin' with the roughnecks nuff checks cashed

I get in niggaz **, blast

Straight strugglin'

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money

Stick up, stick up, stick up kids

Still don't nothin' move but the money