[Lyric] Tryin 2 Make A Livin (stic.man & Young Noble)

[Chorus]
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a livin'
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a happen

[Verse 1: stic.man]
My nigga, if ain't one thing, it's another (Another)
Money come in one hand and go right out to other
Everyday is uphill struggle (Struggle)
The only way survive is if you learn how to hustle
So many pieces to the puzzle (Puzzle)
How many hats can you wear, how many jobs can you juggle?
The artists are surviving, making something outta nothing
I'm thankful and grateful, but I'm hungry, so I'm hustling
To get the daily bread make sure the family fed
Cooking, clean, washing clothеs, I forgot to make the bed
Tip-toе on the edge
But no matter how rough it get, I got to hold my head
I stay motivated by my hunger
Working faithfully towards the light at the end of the tunnel, but
It's like a jungle sometimes to make wonder how I keep from going under
[Chorus]
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a livin'
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a happen

[Verse 2: Young Noble]
(We gon' make it...) Listen when I speak to ya, I speak from experience
I ain't just go through, nigga, I'm still living it
I ain't no different them, even though I'm militant great class
I be breaking down like a kid again and again
It's when the tragedy strikes
Then my past drastically comes back to life
Ghetto, unsung heroes don't get in the [?]
And most of them die 'fore they get the reap the war
Never got a chance to even score
I believe in the poor, we need the chance to advance for more
I'mma Outlaw nigga, so I know that you feel me
I been knowing my knees, praying to God, hoping they hear me
I hoping Him can heal me, my heart and my flesh wounds
Real live shit behind all of my tattoos
Let's room for the make room for the real
We just trying to make a living, that's what is, yeah

[Chorus]
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a livin'
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a happen
But, we gon' make it...
[Verse 3: Young Noble]
I just tryin' make a livin', stay away from prision
It's too much money just not to go get it
A lot hood riches black folks feeling that's wealthy
I try to lend a hand, but tell me who gonna help me?
My family deserve the best, so I'm stressed
No sleep, no rest, I do what I do best, turn a song into a checks
Make something out of nothing, your money start slowing
Your bills keeps coming, you just got to keep going
That remains a fact...
The real hustlas don't sleep, we take naps
What fuck are you thinking? As long I breathing
I going put food on my kitchen, my family going be eaten, fo' sure

[Verse 4: stic.man]
Feeling overwhelmed, ball spot in my head
I know a nigga need to rest, but I got to get this bread
Too much on my brain, million dollar migraine
Tightness in my upper back, dealing with chest pains
But I guess I'm that my best, under pressure, under the gun
Cause when it comes to that scrilla of man, I'm one of them
Once ain't letting nothing signs money, you know, details
Phone calls gotta get returned to hella emails
I'm insomnia at sleep is like breaks, holding me back
Can't get no rest till my money stacked up to the ceiling
I'm trying to see millions
I'm trying to leave a legacy to pass down to my grandchildren
Don't nobody gonna be poor
But it's a war for a young black entrepreneur, trying to make it
I'm thinking, in fact, we was King is how we was taking
Born free living, I'm making and I'm tired of waiting
They ain't gonna give us no reparations
By any means necessary, we gonna have to take them
Day by day, hour by hour and is bigger than a dollar
The people is, is the power...
[Chorus]
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a livin'
It's a struggle everyday
Tryin' to make a happen
But, we gon' make it...