NewDerseyBeats - Everyday Struggle lyrics

[Produced by NewDerseyBeats] [Verse 1: ThaBmike] I really don't get it Intent for that question I'm missin' Young kid had to view eviction A lot of people see me starting to act different It's all good there now being distant Todd threw me some game (Pick up your head no need to be influenced I've seen motherf**er's follow trust me you don't wanna choose it, I gave it to you know what you gon' do with it) To be one hunnid, I understand fully but after this phone call real life comes back into play Momma don't got no money to pay My sister don't got no where to stay I even left her my bed so she can lay What's next? School books beat up Nike's and a bible to pray Real talk I don't give nothin' sideways always keep it straight I learnt that from studying faith, I ain't even say that back to Todd I just ended with okay (Why?) Cause I'm too deep in (What's up What's up) I said I'm too deep in I'm too deep in Bring the hook in bring the bring the hook in (x2) [Hook: ThaBmike] (x2) Everyday a constant battle the struggle Day by day is a tussle Miss my pops was always on his hustle (Can you feel it feel it? Can you feel?) [Verse 2: ThaBmike] (Yo ThaBmike how you feelin'?) So confused prolly why I'm always uncomfortable Pieced words into poetry Really rhymes up all night can't rest my long nights not lettin' me Hope my pops get his sh** together after half a year in the Downtown FDC Can I get a holla? F Police (two times, two times) F Police Still stuck in the dirt (down low) you wanna know why everybody I know rollin' up the purp SHOT! *Gun shot noise Multiple bullet holes in their dead homies shirt So before you shoot that ask yourself what It's worth (Why?) [Bridge 1: ThaBmike] You gon' leave a momma in the dirt You gon' leave a father in the dirt You gon' leave a sister in the dirt You gon' leave a brother in the dirt You gon' leave a everybody in the dirt (RIP Key) Let the beat ride I'm just tryna let tha beat let the beat ride (Visualize) let the beat ride Run that sh** back run that run that sh** back [Hook: ThaBmike] (x2) Everyday a constant battle the struggle Day by day is a tussle Miss my pops was always on his hustle (Can you feel it feel it? Can you feel?) [Bridge 2: ThaBmike] The struggle got your mind twisted got you venting on infected liquid (f** the world this b**h ain't free, f** all b**hes) f** yo digits, f** yo feeling's f** you if you don't understand how I'm feeling Come on I know you got some more heat I know you got more heat Spit that real sh** boy [Verse 3: ThaBmike] RIP to my homeboy Key Farrie My motive be requesting bad karma upon who got him buried Another black-on-black murder took the ambulance 30 minutes to get there Oh Yeah they wasn't worried Call off of University kept the ambulance lagging Everyone thought they was suppose to hurry (hell nah) The same sh** said by the grand jury (always guilty) [Outro: ThaBmike] Ya'll was bent out of shape when Zimmerman. Police men fount not guilty But turned around and finished off James Wynn in November Now that's a cold soul you fast forward December RIP Key RIP James Wynn Countdown City Final Records only givin' out real records