My Struggle Lyrics - Bad Azz - Lil Boosie

Boosie Boo, nigga 

And I be like the best nigga at this shit right now 

Word for word, life story for life story 

You know I'm the truth 

We started off in the backyard, I'm that boy 

Hate to lose, if I lose, you can get bruised, I'm that hard 

Life starts from a bad memory, Daddy loved drugs 

Can't take this from him, he loved thugs 

Went from neighborhood jackers to neighborhood stackers 

I-10 riders to I-10 traffickers 

Imagine us in that bottom on that PCP 

Walkin' to school wit a tool, who gon' beef wit me? 

Got addicted to sellin' drugs, marijuana and coke 

Momma, she washed her hands and let me go 

The rest you know, I ain't gotta explain, I been a man 

Since I went got my own, now they look at me grown 

Posted up behind the same ol' on Wyoming street 

Big sacks, big gats and some artillery 

All the lil' niggas got big niggas, like Junior and Bleed 

All old niggas showed us ropes like they picturin' beef 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

Hard times, me and you gettin' blissed 

Got a dimebag but we couldn't buy the Philly 

Walkin' to the weed dispenser, we was short on the special 

So we got drunk, snatched purses, man, it's whatever 

Old niggas tried to shortstop, we baller blocked, fuck it 

Got a big knot, now I'm thuggin' wit a big ugly somethin' 

On my waistline, bouncin' through the Southside 

Back then, it was straight gin, dickies and cowhides 

You ain't from our side, we bustin' at ya, thats the rules 

Used to be deep, now we down to just a few 

Man, I'm talkin' 'bout them lonely nights, me and my homey on the flight 

Sneakin' through hoes' window, robbin' niggas for endo 

Runnin' wit nothin' but hard heads like Fry Thang and Kevin 

Goin' to clubs reppin', hollin' fuck goin' to Heaven 

'Cause I'm out here, look like my luck fucked up 

And I done lost a lotta niggas, so my trust fucked up, man 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle 

Sittin' nights, need my medicine and my needles 

All the bondsmen keepin' it gutta wit my peoples 

The thug life, back to back catchin' misdemeanors 

The drug life, servin' junkies in front the cleaners 

The hospitals, nurses tryin' to lift up my spirit 

My momma preachin' but Boosie Boo dont wanna hear it 

You know they say I was dead, two shots up in my head 

Some say I O.D.'d off that X, what they gon' say next? 

Grandma died, Momma house, lemme talk to ya 

Niggas hate but I dont drive-by, I walk to ya 

High school, 4 deep in a Monte Carlo 

Dusted and disgusted tryna make it 'til tomorrow 

When I borrowed, I gave back 

When it was beer time, I made stacks, 110 to 150, I shake that 

The baby momma drama make me wanna holla 

Plus I lost all my ghetto role models, this my struggle, man