Struggles of a man before he could stand

Before freedom there was the struggle
Before the good life there was the hustle
The struggles of a man before he could stand
Making ends meet as a true hustler should
You know nothing good comes easy
And any that did like vapor it fly's away
Shit wasn't meant to be that way
Did you know sweat is sweet?
"yes I did it" words that feel great
Things we do to get an onion smelling at home?
and what we go thru to get a plate on the dinner table?
Buying on the streets n open air markets, we never shop in malls
But we still keep warm n our stomachs full all in all
Only God and me who knows
N as much as we love u, sometimes we can't let you know
secrets we r willing to take to the grave
Success is meant for the brave
N the weak at heart can't even love
The weak at mind can't be tasked decide
Feet stinking thru my shoes I've been walking
Am all smelly n wet I've been sweating
Just trying to survive
Glad to be strong n the will to go on
And when the sun shy's away I tell God thanks
Just happy that another day is gone
I had nothing to lose but plenty to gain
God has my back but the devil wants my head