Living In The Struggle

I wonder if lord heard me pressure is kicking in,I know what was wrong but Father forgive me for my sins,I'm not a bad guy I'm just misunderstood,I'm raised like this that's why I'm brought in the hood, I'm like Kendrick being a good kid leaving in a mad city,where all the gangstas and thugs were is no love no pity, and I in no gangbang I'm just color blind, trying to concentrate getting money on my mind,living in the struggle it ain't always easy,cause once you in society either you're fake or cheesy, don't give a fuck about nobody that's I gotta do,can't stop from a young nigga to grind so fuck you,I ain't chasing clout,it's all about the quesos,self made investments trying to get my bankroll, fuck them hoes I stay focus on my grind, and I ain't going to stop until a nigga shine