[Intro: Bizarre]

It's the struggle, man

It’s the struggle, man

Tryna make it

[Hook: Monica Blaire]

So hard, so hard, livin' this life

You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price

I’ve got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now

I've got to keep pushin', display I know how

[Verse 1]

Without this rap shit, I don't know what I would do

I would probably be carryin' a gun, point it at you (Blaow!)

At friday night, in St. Andrews, vibin'

Rhymin’ for ten years, I’m out here strivin'

Consistently strugglin’, tryna make it

Follow your dreams, homeboy, just take it

Still on a right path, stay focused, no swervin'

Make the room turn and it's curtains

I'm out here hurtin’, lookin' for a job

'84 Regal, listenin' to Odd Squad

Doing talent shows, sleepin' in cars

Homeless in New York, tryna be a star

[Hook: Monica Blaire]

So hard, so hard, livin' this life

You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price

I've got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now

I've got to keep pushin', display I know how

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I'ma go make my way, that's why I will always get by

Never met my dad but I've heard he was a good guy

And my mother did her best living without a spouse

Got off work at two thirty, just to let me in the house

And every Friday my grandfather "I'ma take you fishin'"

And every Saturday he would come up missin'

Got to find a way to get paid, my mother on nurse's aid

Got me massagin' her back and rubbin' on shoulder blades

Took me off the 7 Mile to the suburban schools

But she never knew I'll be actin' a damn fool

But it's cool and I learned my lesson

Never ever-ever forget to count your blessins

[Hook: Monica Blaire]

So hard, so hard, livin' this life

You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price

I've got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now

I've got to keep pushin', display I know how

[Verse 3]

Denaun, Swift and Kuniva, I'm talkin' to y'all

Till the day I die you will be my dawgs

Since Proof left it's been a long ride

I can see it in Dolo's eyes, he still wanna cry

Doing a hundred songs, ready to go on tour

Wishing my homeboy would open up his door

And listen, schhh… stop bitchin'

Putting his homeboys in a fucked up position

And I ain't out here stuntin', drivin' on Bentleys

Von, if I had the right blood, I would get your son a kidney

And I was to get five million in five days?

Guess what? I'ma split it five ways (D12)

[Hook: Monica Blaire]

So hard, so hard, livin' this life

You got a gift, keep movin' on, no matter the price

I've got a fam to think about, it's no quittin' now

I've got to keep pushin', display I know how