Baby Boy ( Struggle)

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You don't know my struggle, you don't know my struggle

You don't know my hustle, you don't know my hustle

Step pops gon' try me, had to show 'em my muscle

Fuck ****, I don't trust you, fuck ****, I don't trust you, yeah

This that baby boy shit, this that baby boy shit

This that baby boy, that baby boy, that baby boy shit

This that baby boy shit, this that baby boy shit

This that baby boy, that baby boy, that baby boy shit, yeah, yeah

Sixteen on my own, young **** being grown

Couldn't trap, I had to rob ****

'Cause I ain't even have a phone

I was tryna be a man, got me feeling all alone

Ain't nobody to the right side

So I had to go and do some wrong

You don't know my struggle, **** tryna eat

Damn, Top Ramen for a week

**** barely even had a sheet

Boy, I wasn't rocking no designers

Had the same Jordans on my feet

I was talking 'bout being rich, ****

When broke was really me, yeah

Swear to God, they love to hate

They'll fake it to your face

They just wanna see you fall off

They ain't tryna see you get the cake

I remember I was starving

Fake twenties, had to bust 'em

I was serving, got the lean on me

Had to stretch it out, Robitussin

You don't know my struggle, you don't know my struggle

You don't know my hustle, you don't know my hustle

Step pops gon' try me, had to show 'em my muscle

Fuck ****, I don't trust you, fuck ****, I don't trust you, yeah

This that baby boy shit, this that baby boy shit

This that baby boy, that baby boy, that baby boy shit

This that baby boy shit, this that baby boy shit

This that baby boy, that baby boy, that baby boy shit, yeah, yeah

Roddy Ricch, ****, that's the stage name

Yesterday, I was just Roddy broke

But if rap fall, back to bank scam

Robbing **** and selling the dope

Back in high school, I was fucked up

I'm like, "How I'm gon' pay for the bus?"

So at night time, I has hittin' licks to pay my phone bill for the month, yeah

Steelo looked out for a ****

Go and take the top bunk

Streets knowin' I'm a lil' ****

But I ain't never been a punk

Most time, I was on the floor

Use a coat for a pillow

To a five star hotel, one day, gon' feel it

Now, it's back to the floor

Up and down, got me seasick

Hope God lookout for me

One day, I'ma be rich

So I stay prayed up

Forgive me for the way I came up, yeah, aye, aye

You don't know my struggle, you don't know my struggle

You don't know my hustle, you don't know my hustle

Step pops gon' try me, had to show 'em my muscle

Fuck ****, I don't trust you, fuck ****, I don't trust you, nah

This that baby boy shit, this that baby boy shit

This that baby boy, that baby boy, that baby boy shit

This that baby boy shit, this that baby boy shit

Fuck ****, I don't trust you no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Aye, aye

And the birds seen this motherfucker

Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey