JRB the Producer - Necessary lyrics

[Produced by Black Metaphor & JRB] [Intro] 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip [Verse 1] I'm straight up out that East side, swinging like zip lines On Forgiato rim tire, automatic spit fire 'Gnac in a black canister, look at this ba*tard go It don't take much to aim, fingers be snatchin' souls Out on my grind, rhymin', stacking this cash to hold And I could take you where them n***as get bodied But that ain't nobody business, so what the f** is you asking for? Look, I'm just tryna blow good dope And put my feet to the metal and like to see just how fast it goes f** the world, gotta make that b**h grab her toes And Rock game never groovy, no weapon shall prosper Maneuver like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks Been doing this since a young buck Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk And somebody gotta get it And when you make a dollar, know somebody gotta spend it [Pre-Hook] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill When you live in America, either k** or be k**ed, yo [Hook] Lord have mercy, have mercy I know I ain't living right and know I'm not perfect But plus I gotta eat what I'm doing it's worth it So, Lord have mercy [Verse 2] I stay at your head or be at your throat Better ask your folk, I'm never the dawg to provoke n***as know the status and b**hes come cast their votes In my zone with codeine and plenty of gra** to smoke I'm surpa**ed and broke, stay trapping for mo' Two chicks boosting, we hooking back up in the back of the sto' I'm the jack of many trades, steady pimping my pen Hustle in the shade, respond in a n***a's funny ways I was raised by winners n***as who park benzes up at that Staples Center Now that gangsta n***a, I'm on some new money Nothing but raw, pop sh**, catch one in the jaw It's gutta law, I know, you wish you was a star What I do is internal, smoking herbal Try'na run up in some b**hes who fertile, woah Feel like this is my moment, feel it's time for change Excercise in game, n***as vibe the change No looking back at it, cause this is that moment I step forward ready to go at each and every opponent Give it to anybody that want it Represent the underdog, training in the gym Tell a minute, they get they number called I'm speed bagging it's worth, the trainers see me smashing With perspiration on the back of my shirt, making them sweat Better yet, just look at them feds Like when I'm in that Nicks, cashing a check, you know it's real n***a [Pre-Hook] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill When you live in America, either k** or be k**ed, yo [Hook] Lord have mercy, have mercy I know I ain't living right and know I'm not perfect But plus I gotta eat what I'm doing it's worth it So, Lord have mercy