Money on my money
Tell me where the real trade is
Had to get it like a needle to a dog...
Coming from the other boys
We ain’t seen it all
Every day another soldier dying for the cause
Just a victim of this street life
Seat reclining
Getting blinded by these street lights
Blood, sweat, and tears
Through these troubled years
I had to learn to face my fears
I do it cause my momma said I owe her one
I do it cause I got to find my loved one
Pop said:boy ,practice with your ...
Do whatever is right for me
I had to struggle to get what I got
I had to hustle every day in the war zone
The day I come home ,my nigga,my nigga,my nigga
Get money,don’t make no money
The whole world wants something from me
I got blood in my eyes
I pray to the skies
The struggle is real
Standing underneath the black cloud
...trying to shake the hurricane
Pour out a little liquor from my real niggaz
Who have ever thought I’ll be sleeping in the other side of your sheets?
And every day I wake up in the morning
I get back to the money
Just a victim of this street life
Seat reclining
Getting blinded by these street lights
Blood, sweat, and tears
Through these troubled years
I had to learn to face my fears
I do it cause my momma said I owe her one
I do it cause I got to find my loved one
Pop said:boy ,practice with your ...
So I have to whatever is right for me
I had to struggle to get what I got
I had to hustle every day in the war zone
The day I come home ,my nigga,my nigga,my nigga
Get money,don’t make no money
The whole world wants something from me
I got blood in my eyes
I pray to the skies
The struggle is real
Standing underneath the black cloud
I struggle for real
I try to walk on a block
I sense Marcus on a spot
Raise a blade ,got chopped down
...cops coming to cuff them
I lost a couple but fuck them
This is money,be damned if I don’t make double
Revelation is on a real nigga
If you need a vacation you need reservations from a real nigga
I’m tired,baby,but my family who inspired me
This is the struggle when this is entirely
I had to struggle to get what I got
I had to hustle every day in the war zone
The day I come home ,my nigga,my nigga,my nigga
Get money,don’t make no money
The whole world wants something from me
I got blood in my eyes
I pray to the skies
The struggle is real
Shine on me...,shine on me
It’s such a struggle out on these streets
