Hustlaz

Uh, uh

Talk to 'em

It's what hustler's do

This is a hustler's song

This hustle's gone

Let me tell you what this fellow like

Caught somewhere between stop and go like yellow lights (uh, uh)

Hustler so I gotta get it mellow right

Down the block, round the clock, bezel like

I roll like cherry red Jell-O dice

It's Was, just the pot callin' the kettle white

It's hot, just the block callin' the ghetto wife

This Paul McCain is my ball and chain, mi amor

Hopefully I won't fall and hang

Like pictures on the walls of halls of famе

It's just a boy man, look what it all became

Good 'n all, but look at what all remains

All thе flaws and things

Marks from all the claws and fangs

The remarks from all of y'all that changed

The bustin' back at all y'all I trained

Apologizing to all of y'all I blame

This is a hustler's due

And you ain't did it til' a hustler's do

And you ain't know it til' a hustler's knew

And you ain't done til' a hustler's through

I'm a customer too, this what hustler's do

And you ain't seen it til' you seen it from a hustler's view

Open your eyes, this a hustler's song

God forgive if this hustle is wrong

It's bigger things so we Cosa Nos'

Striving to be number one til' I overdose

I speak it now with a number tongue or the throat

Youngest son runnin' from older quotes

Thou shall not sin, thou shall not steal, thou shall not kill

Thou shall not turn your back on those in need

I try to flip, but this government switch

Keeps me at this chosen speed

I'm just a rose in weeds

And I rolls with reasons to stay on this road I lead

Til' I leave with what I sow, my sole in these

Leave my son with the sum of what I sold in deeds

I'm foldin' y'all, probably headed for the pin like bowling balls

Kept it directed at the pen and wrote it for y'all

This is a hustler's due

And you ain't did it til' a hustler's do

And you ain't know it til' a hustler's knew

And you ain't done til' a hustler's through

I'm a customer too, this what hustler's do

And you ain't seen it til' you seen it from a hustler's view

Open your eyes, this a hustler's song

God forgive if this hustle is wrong

It takes a lot of patience when you takin' it on

A lot of pacin', a lot of makin' it known

I ain't the nigga that be placin' it on

I was the king of this city, now they replacing the throne

I know it's a lot of hatin' waitin' at home

And she ain't waitin' you can hear the bass in her tone

Like she can't make it alone, a broken home

And she the brace for the bone

All this from just embracin' the phone

A lot of ballin' up letters, a lot of erasin' the poems

A lot of comin' to grips with the fact that you gon' be facin' alone

All this time, all this time you was wrong

You know whatever happens I got you

And when whatever happened to happen

They was happy to drop you

No letters and shoes, no cheddar

Your mom sold sweaters, she feels no better

This is a hustler's due

And you ain't did it til' a hustler's do

And you ain't know it til' a hustler's knew

And you ain't done til' a hustler's through

I'm a customer too, this what hustler's do

And you ain't seen it til' you seen it from a hustler's view

Open your eyes, this a hustler's song

God forgive if this hustle is wrong