the struggle - nonnie johnson lyrics
b-tch i’m from the struggle, nothing to eat but ramen noodles
all i wanted was dem jordan’s, mama really couldn’t afford em
i had to make my own way, had no choice but to hustle
cause i’m really from the struggle, nothing to eat but ramen noodles
all i wanted was dem jordan’s, mama really couldn’t afford em
i had to make my own way, had no choice but to hustle
when you really from the bottom ain’t no where to go but up & the food is all gone so you feel it in yo gut
& you see yo friends living good, ain’t gotta worry bout a thang
but now yo light bill due and mama stressing tryna pay it
mama did the best she could
so you ain’t sweat her bout no outfit
hit the mall & took it all. mama asking how you got that
i just want a better life to give you everything you need
pull up on you in a foreign, push to start. w/ no keys
& it’s yours
mama you know i adore you
never put no one above ya
so when you p-ssed away, man my vision got so blurry
all i’m seeing is the devil & i’m plotting my revenge
remember getting so drunk & i was sitting on that bridge
so much pain in my heart. should i jump or should i live?
cause when you lose it all you ain’t got nothing to give
tears running down my face bouta let one out the clip
put the pistol to my brain but all it did was cl!ck, yeahhhh
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