Necessary

[Produced by Black Metaphor & JRB] [Intro] 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip, it be the zip 90059 be the zip [Verse 1] I'm straight up out that East side, swinging like zip lines On Forgiato rim tire, automatic spit fire 'Gnac in a black canister, look at this bastard go It don't take much to aim, fingers be snatchin' souls Out on my grind, rhymin', stacking this cash to hold And I could take you where them niggas get bodied But that ain't nobody business, so what the fuck is you asking for? Look, I'm just tryna blow good dope And put my feet to the metal in life to see just how fast it goes Fuck the world, gotta make that bitch grab her toes And Rock game never goofy, no weapon shall prosper Maneuver like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks Been doing this since a young buck Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun tucked And somebody gotta get it And when you make a dollar, know somebody gotta spend it [Pre-Chorus] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo [Chorus] Lord have mercy, have mercy I know I ain't living right and know I'm not perfect But plus I gotta eat what I'm doing it's worth it So, Lord have mercy [Verse 2] I stay at your head or be at your throat Better ask your folk, I'm never the dawg to provoke Niggas know the status and bitches come cast they votes In my zone with coke and plenty of grass to smoke I'm surpassin' broke, stay trapping for mo' Two chicks boosting, we hooking back up in the back of the sto' I'm the jack of many trades, steady pimping my pen Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways I was raised by winners Niggas who park Benzs up at that Staples Center Now that gangsta nigga, I'm on some new money Nothing but raw, pop shit, catch one in the jaw It's gutta law, I know, you wish you was a star What I do is internal, smoking herbal Try'na run up in some bitches who fertile, woah Feel like this is my moment, feel it's time for change Exercise some game, niggas vibe done changed No looking back at it, cause this is that moment I step forward ready to go at each and every opponent Give it to anybody that want it Represent the underdog, training in the gym Till the minute they get they number called I'm speed bagging this work, the trainers see me smashing With perspiration on the back of my shirt, making them sweat Better yet, just look at them vexed Like when I’m in that NiX, cashing a check You know it’s real nigga [Pre-Chorus] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo [Chorus] Lord have mercy, have mercy I know I ain't living right and know I'm not perfect But plus I gotta eat what I'm doing it's worth it So, Lord have mercy