Intro Even after The Rain cleared up I still made it threw The Struggle All respect goes to The Lord Ahmen Verse 1 I made it threw the struggle staying out of trouble I really love my Mother I'll never have another Can't wait to see my Brother we never had to suffer Learning from each other not to trust a Lover A decision I regret is breaking my Neck To get respect from a Hoe who wasn't writing Checks I should have fucked around I was a Clown My life went down like some brown poured on The Ground I rose like Maya Angleou and got fly like a Pimp I admit I was a Simp self esteem little like a Shrimp I'm in my own space without a Trace I can't be replaced like a Shoelace I made threw The Struggle now my Girl wanna snuggle hope I got a Rubber I really love her Hardtimes never last they go by really fast Now I'm chasing Cash breaking Niggas like Glass Chorus I made it threw the Struggle like my little Brother My Mother I love her I will never have another But a Lover I don't love her but I cuff her I make my own Bread and Butter Raised in The Hood were Niggas do no good