The make the hustlas make the world go round The world is made of keys, and pounds The keys, ounces and pounds is made from
See how come back round for ya Gotta cop it, it and cook it See how shit back round 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 game of twenty one and I got And my but I put more 'd' on me Lil Weezy Wee gon eat how it is
Got on the floor, man, I'm that positive And I'm in the saggy lens Me and my squad in the paddy waggy tally And you know I put the mags on that 45 With the flash on that, who it
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Now, I'ma ride 'cuz I got riding in my And I'ma 'cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine 'cuz I got shining in my I get that 'cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I concrete, I [Incomprehensible] people
And when I move, I move out the raw I move out the squad to his album we ride We so mob, I throw lives and loaves to For my loaf of the people's player I did what the culture said and I live by the 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 buttonholes that bled
I'm pumping o's of of haze I'm so high and I don't even know why But oh, I go, buy a whole house And lay my mat down, lay her down But I never put my down
You see the in me You Weezy, he the young son of Bubba-B All my shorts where the thunder B If you want it come for me, I'm right here
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline 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 I got riding in my bloodline And I'ma shine I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough 'cuz I got hustle in my I bleed concrete, I [Incomprehensible]
I'm G'd up, only the code of the streets bad to die good Know how to move when hustling by the day no food But so I can eat and ain't it a bitch And if you see me getting fat I'm probably rich And you probably can come see me for crack before six And that it's all bricks
My fate and my palm is wrapped around eight And my arm because the dirty is straight Vietnam I skate with the bomb, I'm you don't play with me at all Shots hit your ass and make of y'all take three of y'all to fill one of my shoeprints 'Cuz I did and I do shit, that's better new shit
Fit for two clips, the kid is a Oh man, he's inspired by his own gangsta and the blueprint Cruising the stoop with the ewe lit Like, oh shit is more than weed, it's 500 degreez
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]
Now, I'ma 'cuz I got riding in my bloodline 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]