Rob Bailey & The Hustle Standard

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Smoking Gun

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Smoking Gun

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This is my single

My single thought

My single promise

And if I'm being honest

It's this simple knowledge

That keeps my mission climbing

I didn't go to school, I went to street college

I became a fucking man

And now I'm paying homage

To my alma mater, and my grandmamma

Cuz my pride & honor kept my head above the fucking water

And some people saying, why bother?

Cuz their fucking dream died?

Why shouldn’t mine live?

Never been a kid, always on some grown shit

Fuck it, I only listen to my own shit

My mission all day, my way

I own this

They told me it was a pipe dream

And I was like, Fuck you

I won't be a target

If you want a war than start it

I'm a smoking gun

I'm a smoking gun

I'm Charley Hustle, getting my Pete fucking Rose on

I never trip, never slip, never go wrong

I run

Til I can't catch my breath

And my legs can’t stand up

And my hearts close to death

Yes!

I push passion out the speakers

Cuz the truth is you haters hate believers

So fuck 'em, I'm gonna take what's mine

Move like a king, no regrets tonight, alright?

I believe regret is the ghost that haunts

Failure is the angel that guides you home

So what if people don't believe in you

It's not their job to believe in you

Fuck outta here

I won't be a target

If you want a war than start it

I'm a smoking gun

I'm a smoking gun

I been doin' this shit for ten years

From the day I turned twenty

Now my hair's falling out

And I got wrinkles in my face

And all my clothes stick and barely fit

But I woke up this morning

And barrowed a car to drive to New York City

Because I got friends and relatives droppin' dead every spring and fall

And I know one day I'm gonna be takin' the same trip

And if I didn't leave you something to remember me by

I woulda just gone away like so many leaves down the river

But I didn't!

I won't be a target

If you want a war than start it

I'm a smoking gun

I'm a smoking gun

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