Struggles Lyrics – Binz
Singer: Binz
Title: Struggles
Let me tell you bout the struggles that I’m facing
Head up to the sky, out praying that I make it
So I can put my mother in that spaceship
Put her in that big yard and she don’t have to pay sh#t
She deserves the world so I’m gonna go and chase it
‘014, she lost her son to them cages
‘016, I rid that three moon basic
Held my head up in my hands, I’m reading page after pages
‘017, I’m fresh home to a steak sh#t
Back up on the strip, I still whip it like it’s cake mix
Dodging all them plain clothes, suttin like The Matrix
f#ck a nine-to-five, I ain’t really one for day shifts
Out doing dumb sh#t, yeah I’m risking all them cases
Mumzy knows I love her even though I never say sh#t
These are the cards that I’m dealt so I embrace it
Had a couple options but I never chose the safest
Out on the strip, I flip bits for my wages
Mummy told me “Son you’ve got a talent so don’t waste it”
Looked her in her eyes and I promised we’ll go places
While I’m tryna rake it, gotta get the flake in
Gotta keep moving cah my face up on that pavement
f#ck all of them jakes, I ain’t putting in no statement
Grinding for a better life, gotta make arrangement
Broke my mother’s heart getting called off a station
Let me tell you bout the struggles that I’m facing
Head up to the sky, out praying that I make it
So I can put my mother in that spaceship
Put her in that big yard and she don’t have to pay sh#t
She deserves the world so I’m gonna go and chase it
‘014, she lost her son to them cages
‘016, I rid that three moon basic
Held my head up in my hands, I’m reading page after pages
Page after page, rid days in a cage
I was with a blade, quick raise in my pay
But we never got sh#t, hid it in a hot whip
Parked on a street, now the feds got us boxed in
Thinking bout my home now the feds got us locked in
Now I’m padded with some other guys
I’m sat up in my cell and I’m thinking bout my mother’s life
I’m thinking bout the time on that road when my brother died
I’m thinking bout the time she got phoned and my mother cried
Yeah I wish it was another guy
I wish we had time, yeah I wish she had another life
I’m down on my knees, I hope I see you on the other side
Blowing clouds till I de-stress
Back up on that yard like it’s recess
I don’t wanna see stress, I just wanna see less
Mum had five kids, now she only got three left
It’s real pain that I’m living
Catch me in the booth putting pain on a riddim
Ain’t sh#t changed, just Cali strains what I’m skinning
And I be on these backstreets, caine what I’m giving
It’s real pain that I’m living
Catch me in the booth putting pain on a riddim
Ain’t sh#t changed, just Cali strains what I’m skinning
And I be on these backstreets, caine what I’m giving
Let me tell you bout the struggles that I’m facing
Head up to the sky, out praying that I make it
So I can put my mother in that spaceship
Put her in that big yard and she don’t have to pay sh#t
She deserves the world so I’m gonna go and chase it
‘014, she lost her son to them cages
‘016, I rid that three moon basic
Held my head up in my hands, I’m reading page after pages
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