Rome - Struggle lyrics

[Verse 1: Rome] Same sh**, different view, feelin' like i ain't worth sh** Worthless I ain't perfect, I left my heart where that curb is Servin', workin', paranoid but never nervous I'm tryna bury the unfaithful, and bring the real to the surface All my n***as get their hands dirty That ain't rare on this side, ridin' out for my real n***as I'd die for my n***as six times Worried about some b**h, because she made your heart break I've buried two loved ones in the same year, that's what you call real heart-ache But that's my pain, I don't expect no sympathy, I'll send for them in a heart beat, but I doubt that they'd ever send for me I change road and I change roads Got bored of the same old, fake n***as showed me different sides, while they're wearing the same clothes I had to burn down the bridge that connected us, I'm talking me and certain acquaintances We lost respect for them they lost respect for us I can't be real with people that are faking it [Hook] I asked God to bless my struggle It's hard to wake up, when your waking up to hustle Get my cake up I wanna see my money double My whole life's full of trouble I asked God to bless my struggle It's hard to wake up, when your waking up to hustle Get my cake up I wanna see my money double My whole life's full of trouble [Verse 2: Creepa] Yo, I had a range dream Mum tells me slow down I'm only 18 I'm tryna get that range P I know my music ain't mainstream I ain't tryna chat about guns in the game screens Truthfully I don't, want no-one to hate me And it feels like I'm fully trapped like Kate-P I tell my little bro it ain't what it may seem I had a couple good friends, wanna hate me My bad, I mean I hate them I swear down I've had, more than couple fake friends Reminiscing about, driving in the grey Benz But sooner or later, I know the lane ends Asking God, when do my day's end I hope it's not for now, cause that's a strange end And my life's far from straight forward Cause there's way more than 8 bends [Hook] I asked God to bless my struggle It's hard to wake up, when your waking up to hustle Get my cake up I wanna see my money double My whole life's full of trouble I asked God to bless my struggle It's hard to wake up, when your waking up to hustle Get my cake up I wanna see my money double My whole life's full of trouble [Verse 3: Depzman] Tryna reach the top of my game, can't get lost in the fame But these bruthas watchin my face and talkin my name Still out on the block, goin f**in insane, (out ere fam) Tryna make it out the struggle got a vision of a mansion tryna make it outta rubble I'm tryna get this paper while stayin out of trouble Anything I'm makin yeah I'm tryna make it double, tryna make it tripe, tryna stay civil Livin' with my people, tryna make it all and break bread til were equal Carry on the sequel for my brothers that have pa**ed, ask my bruthas fam I blast, go and ask man that f**ed with my bruthas in the past And I'm still that guy, still damn fly, still smokin till I shouldn't feel that high And I'm still the same, still k** the game, just another young n***a that's filled with pain [Hook] I asked God to bless my struggle It's hard to wake up, when your waking up to hustle Get my cake up I wanna see my money double My whole life's full of trouble I asked God to bless my struggle It's hard to wake up, when your waking up to hustle Get my cake up I wanna see my money double My whole life's full of trouble