Life is a struggle

I'm so tired of struggling n hustlin like the rest, nowadays you can't even chec the mail without wearing a vest, I wish I could just roll a cigarillo and not have to sleep with my nine up under the pillow, I've done a lot of fucced up shit in my life, but why do I have to wake up to gunshots and sirens at night. This world is wicced, got too many brothas slippin, you need to get with it, it's crazy in this biz. Once ya names out everybody wanna spray to see where ya heart is. But it is wat it is if ya gonna do it you might as well do it big. I keep these feens feenin, from the time i re-up my phone stay ringin, but the streets have changed, everybody wanna rob an kill, pacc a steal; cuz you can't trust too many these days for real. I call it how I see it, you say you wanna be a baller but you just can't be it, it ain't about the cars and clothes, it's about keepin it real and stayin up on ya toes, you gotta keep ya head up, and watch out for them scandalous hoes. Instead of gettin their own, they too busy frontin while they're tryin to get yo's