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Huh, look That boy Cassius You don't feel my struggle So you don't feel my hustle You don't know what I done been through All the niggas I done tend to All the shit that I got into Made it hard for me to bubble, man This shit for all the people I done lost, nigga, yeah This for the ones that they forgot about, nigga You in that struggle, I know it's hard to make it out, nigga, but look Keep on grinding, promise you gon' make it out, nigga (Look) Baby, I'm gone Tonight I ain't comin' back home Probably won't answer my phone Tried to divorce this street shit but I can't leave her alone This mic the bitch I vent to when I be feeling alone But I can't shake this cold feeling that the streets where I belong What's going on? It seem like every night I can't even sleep Dropped in the rain, blinded by the pain, I can't even see A street preacher, call me Pastor P, I can't even preach Feel like I'm fasting, my mind blasting, I can't even eat Stuck in the war but look, I got a K on my shoulder I used to say when I get older I'ma be that nigga Letras de cancionesBut I know some plans don't go how they 'posed to Can't fuck with you How you go down and tell on your soldiers? Fuck the system How you gon' judge us if you don't know us? Peezy Don't feel my struggle So you don't feel my hustle You don't know what I done been through All the niggas I done tend to All the shit that I got into Made it hard for me to bubble, man This shit for all the people I done lost, nigga, yeah This for the ones that they forgot about, nigga You in that struggle, I know it's hard to make it out, nigga, but look Keep on grinding, promise you gon' make it out, nigga (Boosie Badazz) You don't feel my struggle Killers after me, police, they tryna capture me This still my struggle Nigga killed my brother Now it's casualties Swinging, and bitch, we charged up like batteries Just got a call from DNA Love (My nigga D) They say they need me, I ain't got it Hope they ain't mad when they see me What you know 'bout beefin' with the next street Y'all used to rock, now it's beef Choppers rockin' you to sleep, this Bible shit what I speak My cuz showed me how to flip packs and cook cocaine But I don't blame none of them niggas, Boosie chose this lane How did He let me make it when I used to curse the teacher? He gave me money but gave me diabetes Real niggas pray for me You don't feel my struggle So you don't feel my hustle You don't know what I done been through All the niggas I done tend to All the shit that I got into Made it hard for me to bubble, man This shit for all the people I done lost, nigga, yeah This for the ones that they forgot about, nigga You in that struggle, I know it's hard to make it out, nigga, but look Keep on grinding, promise you gon' make it out, nigga From Letras Mania