The streets the hustlas make the world 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 cop it, chop it and cook it See how shit come back for ya Gotta 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 but I put more 'd' on me Lil Weezy Wee gon eat how it is
Got insurance on the floor, man, I'm that And I'm in the saggy lens Me and my squad in the paddy tally Benz And you know I put the on that 45 mack With the flash on that, who it
Everybody sing
Now, ride 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I people
And when I move, I out with the raw I move out with the to his album we ride We so mob, I throw and loaves to live For my loaf of bread the player I did what the culture said and I live by the Coast of Cid Fuck around, I'll your shoulder from your head Get it right, I'm a soldier till I'm This kid in white with buttonholes inside that
I'm pumping o's of of haze I'm so high and really I even know why But oh, I just go, buy a house And lay my mat down, lay her down But I put my mack down
You see the in me You know Weezy, he the son of Bubba-B All my basketball shorts where the B If you want it then come for me, I'm right
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough 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 in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
I'm G'd up, only follow the code of the bad to die good Know how to move when hustling by the day with no But just so I can eat and ain't it a And if you see me getting fat I'm getting rich And you probably can come see me for some crack six And after that all bricks
My and my palm is wrapped around this eight And my arm because the south is straight Vietnam I with the bomb, I'm asking you don't play with me at all Shots hit your ass and three of y'all It'll take 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 the stoop with the ewe lit Like, oh shit this is than weed, it's 500 degreez
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get dough 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got in my bloodline I get that dough I got hustle in my bloodline I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]