[Verse 1: Marlon Craft]
Ugh, I'm sitting on a subway
Looking like a Friday but feeling like a Monday
A man got his can shaking begging me for chump change
What I got to complain, stand clear of closing doors
And hope is yours, all ye who enter here
That was the promise of the city of yesteryear
But these days it's looking like a pit stop
Where the rich stop to flip-flop on which job
They gonna pick before they settle down and cut the bull
But flip flops and socks was all I ever knew
Even the youth different phones got us too distant
Blue scripts and wax got'em lax, even snooze different
Searching for the fountain of youth in a Fanta
With a little lean I just lean towards the answer
See this ain't philanthropy I got loans, dawg
Pops working so hard I ain't trying to prolong
The struggle

[Hook: Leah Rich]
The struggle, everybody got their troubles
It's your vice, it's your life, it's your life
But I'm a stay away from all the rubble
I'm not trying to preach, take it or leave it
It's your vice, It's your life, do it right
Do it right, do it right
[Verse 2: Marlon Craft]
I hope I don't come across to harsh in my stanzas
But sometimes what they call rap look like stand up
I wish I was a fan, but I ain't no model man
Wish that every girl that sat up on my dick I could stand
But I ain't perfect
I too chase whims
But the odds ain't even and the truth ain't slim
So some folks big up on they vices like they Bronson
I can't really judge them 'cause I don't know what haunts them
And shit yo, that's what it is to be human
I ain't never been one to sit when we losing
So if you ain't picking up your man on D
I don't sit and watch you fail I demand my team
Gonna fight to the buzzer through the strife we discover
How much life we can muster through the sight of a brother
That's word, I ain't trying preach, my G
There ain't nothing wrong with a little belief, my G
I'm just saying
(I'm just saying)

[Hook: Leah Rich]
The struggle, everybody got their troubles
It's your vice, it's your life, it's your life
But I'm a stay away from all the rubble
I'm not trying to preach, take it or leave it
It's your vice, It's your life, do it right
Do it right, do it right