[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
[Trae]
Reminisce bout past times, only praying daddy get better
Giving anything for a smile, eliminating that rainy weather
For cheddar we mash on sight, I done came a long way
Ain't no time to be being broke, united for cash we got's to get paid
By any means necessary, live the life that you made to live is what I was told
No more sleeping in the cold, I gotta get up get out and get mo'
And keep holding on, so thugging on the block is a part time grind
So my other half, I'm wrecking shows studios all the time
And now I'm H-Town walking on stage, looking good for Screw Zoo
S.U.C. independent thugs, everywhere we getting ghetto love
We done made it through the struggle, we ghetto gold superstars
In candy blue wide body cars, crawling up the Boulevard
Remember me, that same little hard headed nigga Trae
Running up and down on Few Quay, grew up to be Guerilla Maab made
With the help of a lot of love, and I'm knowing I lost a lot
My brother Dinkie locked up for life, but I pray to get him out cause I be
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
Struggling, with life and times (liiiife and tiiiiimes)
But I gotta keep moving, moving
[Trae]
Reminisce bout past times, only praying daddy get better
Giving anything for a smile, eliminating that rainy weather
For cheddar we mash on sight, I done came a long way
Ain't no time to be being broke, united for cash we got's to get paid
By any means necessary, live the life that you made to live is what I was told
No more sleeping in the cold, I gotta get up get out and get mo'
And keep holding on, so thugging on the block is a part time grind
So my other half, I'm wrecking shows studios all the time
And now I'm H-Town walking on stage, looking good for Screw Zoo
S.U.C. independent thugs, everywhere we getting ghetto love
We done made it through the struggle, we ghetto gold superstars
In candy blue wide body cars, crawling up the Boulevard
Remember me, that same little hard headed nigga Trae
Running up and down on Few Quay, grew up to be Guerilla Maab made
With the help of a lot of love, and I'm knowing I lost a lot
My brother Dinkie locked up for life, but I pray to get him out cause I be
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