Lute – Juggin’

Fuck the law, we just tryna live good for the cause
Jug up out the hole in the wall
So my daddy showed a nigga how to, how to
Sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low
Mama used to tell me never get yourself involved
Mama used to tell me never get yourself involved
Bloodshed, hood wonder who them niggas with you

[Hook]
Still niggas last time I recalled
Specially with the thought of never minding a shit
Can’t post a picture of my daughter without that "when you dropping" comment
.45 in the dash, pray I never cock it
Still niggas last time I recalled
Mama used to tell me never get yourself involved
Sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low
Young nigga, I gotta thrive, but that’s my only option
Unified nigga, that’s how it’s supposed to be
What’s a dollar tomorrow, fuck, if you don’t make it out alive
You see, my daddy showed a nigga how jug through the wall
I’m scared, let off a Kendrick ad-lib (do-do-doo)
Sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low
Tuition like fuck your pride
‘Cause we sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low
[Hook]
From cap guns, now we shoot to live
Still niggas last time I recalled

Still niggas last time I recalled

Mama used to tell me never get yourself involved

Still niggas last time I recalled
Who be your people now?
Jug up out the hole in the wall

‘Cause we juggin’ out the hole in the wall
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I feel like Will Smith when he play ‘7 Pounds’
See, my daddy showed a nigga how jug through the wall
I’m just that nigga from the four that wanted more for himself
Jug up out the hole in the wall
My nigga Huggies ain’t cheap and my mama need a bigger crib
‘Cause we juggin’ out the hole in the wall
(Sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low)
Cut off some people that I love like who gon’ save me now?
Glock .9 tucked ’cause ain’t no love in these streets
Streets cold, hope to heat up the soul
Jug up out the hole in the wall
Went from big wheels to coupe to villas
‘Cause we sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low
Reach for your goals like how you reach for the stars
(Sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low)
My nigga Huggies ain’t cheap and my mama need a bigger crib
Birthed from the struggle, same goals, just divided by the street codes
Never seen a flower grow from mud, but I’m ten toes to grown
So my daddy showed a nigga how to, how to
So my daddy showed a nigga how to, how to
I am the keeper of my brother from other
[Verse 1]
‘Cause looking back, nobody was loyal enough to hold you down
I used to bump Royal T on the way to pops crib on the East
Hope we survive ’cause tomorrow got to do it big
Sacrifice myself to see some people smile
Fuck the law, we just tryna live good for the cause
So my daddy showed a nigga how to, how to

So my daddy showed a nigga how to, how to
That reassures that when I drop, it’s poppin’
I tried to drink it away, but I confronted it scared
Mama used to tell me never get yourself involved
Pinky promise to my daughter like it ain’t no stoppin’
I beat the odds like fuck the cards I was dealt
Old school cutting corners like a nigga cropped it
Sick and tired of being sick and tired on the low
[Outro]
Still niggas last time I recalled
So my daddy showed a nigga how to, how to
Can’t seem to see eye to eye
Mama used to tell me never get yourself involved
To keep it real, my circle small, could never trust too
See, I remember days I felt like I ain’t exist
West side nigga like double Locs used to be