Reema Major The Struggle текст песни, слова песни The Struggle Reema Major
Reema Major - The Struggle
When you know you pop none
Couple of live and some wax and some wanksters
Big front [?] and some gangsters [?]
Hella speech, [?] put the empty cat, what type of shit is that
See I don't know you [?] to grab the [?]
The moon like the birdie nigger singing to the [?]
[?] go home is the [?]
Boys look good but gain quick
Young girls don't believe that shit, believe that shit
Down to earth [?] I love a [?]
But young boy don't mistaking me for [?]
Separate all the lies from the truth
Who you think you gonna see boo? I don't believe you
Yeah, struggling, going through
Yoh, never [?] my parents to satisfy no odds
Cause it's a lie, [?] in the suicide
You alive but you really dead,
And the [?] you be looking for and like you cannot buy with bread
Ah, my testimony homie, indicate that I ain't foney
I'm popping rounds at all them clowns that be fronting on me
See back [?] got me bigger [?]
But you fully grateful that I love to see another day
Life in another way, feel got distract, just the biggest brain
It ain't a secret that I'm running this effect that I'm hot
So if you dumb [?] try to be something you not
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Struggle to make it through, I'm struggling
Struggling down, well I'm struggling, struggling, struggling, struggling.
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