Story Behind The Song

This song depicts the struggle in different forms from different walks of life. The moral of the story is to be determined to push through and overcome whatever obstacles come your way.

Lyrics

Intro:
Chand what up homie, it's young buck
you wanna talk about the struggle right

Chorus:
(Gorilla Zoe)
Everyday is a struggle, you gotta find your own way
you can't think bout tomorrow, ya gotta make it today
and ain't shit promised, nothing to this life but death
came here alone, I swear your leaving by yourself
that's why you gotta find your way

Verse 1:
Vicky Chand (Hindu V)
Now put your lighters up, raise em high
I'm in this booth till the day I die
I came to change the game
while all these suckers tryna plagiarize
they know I'm coming wise brother on the scene
see I took what I believed and the I turned them to my dreams
now I'm fighting for survival, all my friends became my rivals
and I'm searching for my purpose, couldn't find it in the bible
nights in this dark I seem to ask myself
is this life worth living should I blast myself
so many demons surrounded me
now they fear what they found in me
cuz my soul is my savior and I'm a leader undoubtedly
uh, (uh)
cuz my heart pumps (pumps) for my people think you feel the same but tell me what you've done for your people
my time is now dont got time to waiste
told my niggas hold your head they got time to face
my game is strong so what you hatin on
I'm what all these mother f*kers been waiting on
they tell me that I see the light so they follow me
surrounded by darkness but I won't let it swallow me

Chorus
(Gorilla Zoe)
Everyday is a struggle, you gotta find your own way
you can't think bout tomorrow, ya gotta make it today
and ain't shit promised, nothing to this life but death
came here alone, I swear your leaving by yourself
that's why you gotta find your way

Verse2:
(Young Buck)
eh come on let's do this shit...

hang it out the window, letting that chopper go
pissed off about life
fuk it, nigga lets rob this liquor store
ok now nobody don't move
I got kids starving, they ain't ate in weeks
grabbed the clerk and I made em speak
my niggas was broke but I made the eat
like fuk them other killas, they gon have to kill us
got a silencer on this 12 gauge, nigga can't nobody hear us
I got six shots in this gloc left, a bag of rocks on that top shelf
seems like all these rappers pussy, ever since tupac left
Levi's and my black chucks, I'm strapped up so dont act up
you play boy get wrapped up, ak boy tap tapped up
everybody just hustling, it really aint no love hoe
ya that bitch is struggling, but she still gon hit the club tho
and I ain't call no cell today, but do you have to sell the yay
eh how your kids Christmas, cuz my kids shit on layaway
watching 106 and park , in the kitchen cookin crack
told myself when I get on, ain't no fukin looking back
buck bitch!

Chorus
(Gorilla Zoe)
Everyday is a struggle, you gotta find your own way
you can't think bout tomorrow, ya gotta make it today
and ain't shit promised, nothing to this life but death
came here alone, I swear your leaving by yourself
that's why you gotta find your way


Outro:
(Young Buck)
see It's the thing about the struggle that I enjoy
is the feeling from going from nothing to something na what I'm talkin bout
my people really out here I'm really out here
it is what it is... I really wouldn't have it no other way

(Vicky Chand)
where there is no struggle there is no strength, ya man Vicky Chand, Young Buck, Gorilla Zoe, this shit is more then a mixtape... it's a movement