Lilbit - Dat Struggle

Oh I hate to be so cold
Y'all fucked now
Dat's dat struggle
Swear to God I didn't know
I didn't know
For these times I don't regret
Dat's dat struggle
They call me lil thizzin bit
Maybe I was a LiLBiT cold to erebody
Dat's dat struggle
But I had

Something greater to be achieving
Right now I'm actually breathing
Taking in breaths for the first time
Not stuck in my thoughts
But actually making em happen
Rapping n singing
N music be the dream
Finally I was livin
Taking appreciation for every single person
They don't even know me
But then I found a few
Loved to kick it wit this crew
Treating me like family gosh I never knew
How it was to finally be understood
I was repping us
And damn it felt so good
To be so swagh-a-lushous
I knew I was goddess of peace
And damn it was happening
Feeling so great
Thank y'all
You're so kind
To my face
I ain't ever gonna change

I won't be infected from that disease of the lames
I'm riding with the fame
Y'all know the names of us true rap stars
I won't be infected from that disease of the lames
I'm riding with the fame
Y'all know the names of true rap stars

I ain't ever gonna change
These the struggle
Got my hustle
Keep that up
Keep it going
Ain't no stressing
These the many struggles coming in and past me
But I
I ain't stressing
Got that protection
Fuck y'all keep going back for fakes
Ima always stay in my lane
On the right track
I'm kinda fucked and twacked
We got this
We got yo back
Ain't no knives this time
Since yo word is grime
Fuck I'm out
We ain't chasing
We just looking for ya fakes
Off wit yo heads
You make that struggle right
Keep the balance and that fade aight
Okay
Right
Okay
I'm not sure if you wanna kick it now
Cuz yo ass is gonna be falling down
Y'all b slippin catch on up
You done lost dat fucking count

I won't be infected from that disease of the lames
I'm riding with the fame
Y'all know the names of us true rap stars
I won't be infected from that disease of the lames
I'm riding with the fame
Y'all know the names of true rap stars

Don't tell me to remember
Or what ima do
I'll always be yo friend
Even when you can't seem to get it through
Winning and riches
The fame
Swagh n shadow game erethang
Y'all lames been going on
With yo mouths oh too strong
Stronger than my loud
Base be pumping in yo ears so slippery sweet
Hear that sound
Y'all cerebral's be bleeding internally
From the symphony of orchestras
We continuously just a playing
Just was always waiting
For this moment
We come see if you got yo mask off n still stay legit
Usually fakes hide away
But some come forward
And really have not the slightest chance
At being one of us
Sad little people
Shit i thought i was small
Take that standing ovation
Like Rihanna i wont be infected
I won't be infected from dat struggle

I won't be infected from that disease of the lames
I'm riding with the fame
Y'all know the names of true rap stars
I won't be infected
I
I
Won't be infected from dat struggle
Wont be infected
I
I
I
Won't be infected
From dat struggle
I
Won't be infected
I
I
Won't be infected
I
I
Won't be infected
I
I
I
I
Keep dat hustle
Dat's dat struggle
I

Written by:
Melissa Griffith

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