The streets the hustlas Hustlas make the go round The world is made of keys, and pounds The keys, and pounds is made from hustlas
See how come back round for ya Gotta cop it, chop it and it See how shit come back for ya cake in the oven, now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door but you can't the hustle But I, it's like a of twenty one and I got nineteen And my Jake but I put 'd' on me Lil Weezy Wee gon eat how it is
Got insurance on the floor, man, I'm positive And I'm Shaggy in the lens Me and my in the paddy waggy tally Benz And you I put the mags on that 45 mack the flash on that, who want it
Everybody along
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I people
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
And when I move, I move out the raw I out with the squad to his album we ride We so mob, I throw lives and loaves to For my of bread the people's player I did what the said and I live by the Coast of Nostre Cid Fuck around, knock your shoulder from your head Get it right, I'm a till I'm dead This kid in white with inside that bled
I'm pumping o's of lots of I'm so and really I don't even know why But oh, I just go, buy a house And lay my mat down, lay her down But I never put my down
You see the in me You know Weezy, he the son of Bubba-B All my basketball shorts the thunder B If you want it come for me, I'm right here
Now, ride 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And shine 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
Now, I'ma ride I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
I'm G'd up, only the code of the streets Live bad to die how to move when hustling by the day with no food But just so I can eat and ain't it a And if you see me fat I'm probably getting rich And you probably can come see me for some crack six And after it's all bricks
My fate and my palm is around this eight And my arm because the dirty south is straight I skate with the bomb, I'm asking you don't play me at all Shots hit your ass and three of y'all take three of y'all to fill one of my shoeprints 'Cuz I did and I do shit, that's better than new
Fit for two clips, the kid is a Oh man, he's inspired by his own music and the blueprint Cruising through the stoop the ewe lit Like, oh shit this is than weed, it's 500 degreez
Now, ride 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
Now, I'ma ride I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]