Mack Strong - Struggle (feat. Whitney Compton) Lyrics

I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers
I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers
You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that f*cked over feeling
You keep yo Head up homie
I hope u make it out of prison
I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers
I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers
You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that f*cked over feeling
You keep yo Head up homie
I hope u make it out of prison

She was a good girl and gifted
She was mobbing with righteous intentions
Until she met that lil deadbeat ass nigga
He played with her emotions and f*cked with her mental
He made it real hard for the next individual
Baby don't stress girl I give you charisma
He called her names , I called her my sister
I gave the game to her she caught her rhythm
Girl digest that little stress out your system
You're beyond beautiful I can't describe you
I might catch you and hide you, no temptation will arrive you
I'll be king, you be my queen times two
I tried with words I can't express em through
I am Mack Strong, this the FIEcru
Many words from the wise I provided to you, yes
We travel the globe and call that astrology moving
This is real life no illusion
We had a meeting of the minds while out eating sushi
I never did approach her, but we grew a lil closer
She just fell in love with a new wealthy culture
She really is allergic to you vultures
It's a meeting of the minds when we post up, Strong

I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers
I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers
You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that f*cked over feeling
You keep yo Head up homie
I hope u make it out of prison
I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers
I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers
You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that f*cked over feeling
You keep yo Head up homie
I hope u make it out of prison

I feel the pain cause I can relate
When nobody seems to give a f*ck about you
Opposition racism popping. And the brother's that you thought was mobbing righteous
Changed on ya for a lil nothing, baby mama just switched the game on ya
Even got ya on kids changing on ya
Don't you never stop homie elevate it
If they ever try to stop you, self educate it
I just took the knowledge, and elaborated
Made love to experience had a wisdom baby
I am not a mental minded brother trapped in slavery
You can be whatever that you wanna be
I hope you be Yourself, and never be a wanna be
Clenched fist r.i.p. to Huey P
Free Larry Hoover that's a righteous movement
All blue Bens r.i.p. to Tookie. Aid & assistance
Throwback Pistons, defensive for my team that's a great vision
Bob Gibson on the mound call it perfect pitching
O.J. Simpson Nat Turner so rebellious nigga
Hope they throw ya case out then dismiss it
Out of sight is out of mind mail or visits

Don't forget the struggle is real
But you gotta stay strong, and you gotta hold on
Don't forget to remember me
Just know you're not alone
And you've never been alone. Strong

I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers
I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers
You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that f*cked over feeling
You keep yo Head up homie
I hope u make it out of prison
I know the meaning of the struggle shout out to the single parent mothers
I really love my niggas even though most of'em killers, they killers
You showed love, but they ain't love u, I know that f*cked over feeling
You keep yo Head up homie
I hope u make it out of prison