Leviathan - Everyday Struggles lyrics

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Leviathan - Everyday Struggles lyrics

(Chorus) (I dont want to live anymore Sometimes i hear d**h knocking at my front door Im living everyday like a hustle Another drug to juggle Another day another stuggle) (I dont want to live anymore Sometimes i hear d**h knocking at my front door Im living everyday like a hustle Another drug to juggle Another day another stuggle) I Dont want to Live anymore World so cold Make it hard to stay gold Trying to do right but everythings wrong Mother making money but im still selling dope Guess im doing it for the Hell it Adrenline kickin in When flipping it Raised in the surbrubs Just to be Hood rich b**hes by the collar I ain't talking about chicks Made a couple bucks Off that dog fighting sh** I truly feel bad Thats some everyday sh** n***as lost they life for my avarice Started with a quarter `now im flipping ounces Droning in my sin Soon to face consequence Smart enough to be legal rich But im a take the easy way & be hood rich off these Addicts and dealers Who dont amount to sh**... Days in the kitchen Cooking like a chef but Im more like a chemist Certified edition Of a mogul with ambition Under 21 Making more than tuition You could say im living 1st look at me Wouldn't guess that im getting it But it be the quiet ones Getting all the millions For every dollar made is another hater gained Learned that the hard way The hood is f**ing triflon n***as tried to rob me 44 make these n***as dance like lite feet, All in Like me, Chips in Might be the Last kid like me If your a wannabe You should a end ya' life B Talking crazy n***a dont entice me Boy threatened to slice me Disappeared without a trace Have you seen this childs face Do they still put kids on cartons And he had a girl Heard she went to clare barton Now she in my inbox Saying baby can you pipe it I dont rhyme that much So these punch lines i fight with Jabs to your head Got me looking like tyson n***as more like wwe Yall ain't hitting me HARLEM State of mind But Brooklyns Where i wanna be Tragic but true i ain't even feeling you 8 words i these girls After they come through Original lady k**er You could call me Jack the ripper [How you feel About those n***as] (I Dont feel anything) All I hear is Talking n***as Chattin Ain't no Action This ain't a Drama Movie but all these n***as Actors (chorus) (I dont want to live anymore Sometimes i hear d**h knocking at my front door Im living everyday like a hustle Another drug to juggle Another day another stuggle)