Got a cheese sandwich on the spoke Pork and a soda pop, I told a cop I'd beat it, lost At 3 a.m., told up stop, we got it real real, to the top
A G like 30 feet away from the county The weed flyin', the smilin' Wip it nice an then sign Man, fuck, how denyin' my luck This ain't no find if we get stuck I'm time
Don't get with the Prezzy A quarter ain't worth the rizzy Drunk as hell, then the fifth an forth we swerve and dip
Pumpkin' pie, a cop I'll be damned, they took my Shook 'em wit lead foot an hit About a 105 miles per
In the country wit the pudin', an chunky 40 acre, mule an donkey, hell with that, just get the Got to be that early to grind an get what I deserve
Quick to burn an an mesquite it Lord, I need it fore the anybody? Hell naw, got to be for sure Standin' on the standard curb, days to bend an blurred
Homegrown bacon, yeah, I'm havin' the of a 50 hit, when it's about gettin' payed Came along with a ragin' hidin' under the shade An momma won't quit buggin' me my heathenish ways
Now wasted more tears then my mouth cold beer Gotta be a Man on rolls, overcomin' my fears Body too quick to gaze, they head on bob Get dee, life is foul but the dirt is hard,
If you the cards you dealt you struggle, got to put in work And I got to be the early To grind and get what I
If you the cards you dealt Then you struggle, got to put in And I got to be the early To grind and get what I
Ain't no tenth, percent, dent in my hub caps Sticks in my sacks, fifth till I cuts that Look, my baby got to eat some mo Dough is what Im reachin' fo, money low, need mo these streets alone
Now everyday I work, 75, A&R tellin' me 'Fore I die, wanna drive big bodies bubbla die Now peep the otha side, ova hills Rich dude that own them Tha candy sto is for sale These junkies smoke it to death
Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, grills No scrill, no deal, fifth weel, big Wood grain sturnweel, weigh it up, be Lay it on the fish
I'm assed out in the back of the Pontiac Got a cup full of Coniac, wuarter out of hunny Tell me, get my back, still broke Feel like I ain't got shit to fo, so much to kill fo
C'mon, this niggas transition, ain't no use in sittin' wishin' But my hands ichin', need a new transmition Get my grind on, hustle bustle To make my in any time zone
Bundle that bubble, let's it split We buy peices, ounces, keys, weed, Xs, Zs, nigga, you ask fo', we got what you need To these college degrees we to streets, 'cause I'm a hustla
If you play the you dealt you struggle, got to put in work And I got to be the early To grind and get I deserve
If you the cards you dealt Then you struggle, got to put in And I got to be the bird To grind and get I deserve
Hustla carry many Whether you a crook in books you usin' your mind or usin' a 9 Bootleg alcohol or the ball, you must get it in You was born a hustla an you a die a Prophit, hit 'em it
I pause and a mighty floss, et cetera For life in a balance of it, an shinin' a beddy ro I gotta be worse a hust fa mine If I don't it then I'mma bust the 9
I ya dog, get on the blocks in over-alls, it's over y'all Wit' all dem boys stay hot, said if we out finna go a billion time Ya me dog, neva be a oldie dog My of mind's on the grind like a eighths of raw
Don't go 'em all, I'mma have you bust for all my niggas for the days so we can hustle 'em all What? What?