No Fake Struggle Real

Yo, I been schemin’, trapped in this jungle maze,

Tryna see if God’s playin’ me or I’m stuck in a daze,

Blessings or curses, or just moves I ain’t make,

Fumbled some plays, yeah, that pain got me wide awake.

Came out the gutter, wish I knew the game back then,

Life threw haymakers, had me bobbin’, duckin’ chin,

Got love for my lil’ ones, my seeds and my shorty’s seed,

But this road been grimy, rain pourin’, no canopy.

Chest cracked open, heart stitched like a ragdoll,

Two years later, snapped my ankle, had me mad raw,

Paper low, pockets lookin’ anorexic,

Uber runs slow, hustle dead, feelin’ septic.

Stay strapped in the struggle, lint in my jeans,

Dreams bigger than the opps lurkin’ with beams,

Glock cocked, clip stuffed, safety off, grip tight,

Two mags heavy, ridin’ dirty through the night.

Universe steady throwin’ hands at my soul,

Luck spin slow, roulette wheel on a roll,

Paths I pick, plays I make, dice I toss,

Prayin’ for a dub but prepared for a loss.

Is it fate or me fuckin’ up, tryna double my blessings?

Chasin’ bags, but them doors keep stressin’,

Had love, lost love, got war wounds, still I stand,

Blessed but I’m stressed, never fold, I’m the man.

This life a muthafuckin’ ride, highs and the dips,

Chessboard streets, gotta move smart or get clipped,

Missed some licks, wish I could rewind the tape,

But I’m stuck between the love and the hate I can’t escape.

Love life messy, never locked one down,

Heart open wide, but these hoes playin’ clown,

Trust fucked, scars tucked deep, can’t expose,

But I smirk through the pain, real G never folds.

Money tight, but my mind rich, vision on stack,

Two boys, lil’ princess, keep me right on track,

Gratitude heavy, love runnin’ deep,

Fightin’ every day for the dreams I keep.

Universe steady throwin’ hands at my soul,

Luck spin slow, roulette wheel on a roll,

Paths I pick, plays I make, dice I toss,

Prayin’ for a dub but prepared for a loss.

Is it fate or me fuckin’ up, tryna double my blessings?

Chasin’ bags, but them doors keep stressin’,

Had love, lost love, got war wounds, still I stand,

Blessed but I’m stressed, never fold, I’m the man.

Mirror crackin’ back at me, pain in the glass,

Life a gamble, tossin’ dice, prayin’ not to crash,

Glock sittin’ snug, but my soul stay wild,

Gemini mind, split dark, split child.

Head high, keep grindin’, stack every dime,

My lil’ kings and my queen starin’ at me shine,

Every loss I took just a lesson in disguise,

Still pushin’, still risin’, still claimin’ my prize.

So I think every night, was it fate that made me?

Or these streets and my sins steady tryin’ to break me?

Never fold, never quit, that’s the code I swallow,

Walk this road, clip loaded, eyes sharp, I’m hollow.