on trying, You can never me down (you can't hold me) You can never me down (you can't hold me) You can hold me down (you can't hold me) C, C, hold me
1. This is dope boy music, American we let them choppers sing like little nigga Dream No Auto-tune I'm tunning out the burrough Flying ya borough, (Red) Camaro I had 'em like coach on Reggie Bush that 4-5 coat hanger, bang em and let me push I used to get my ass wooped for to spice 1 On the court, game point, fade away, one court where the fiends get they white from hustle till the night crouch down low, with a full of money shooting dice in my 1's roll another of the night on my white 1's I had a jumper, I was pumpin Moms and was both gangsters any drama I will slump 'em How the fuck you I got the name Game Same way Lakers got all of them fucking rings
Hustling ring Hustling Metaphor street (Hustling) My moms worked the grave Shift She was bustin it while I at straight Hustlin
2. I had 2 brothers niggas didn't fuck 'em They was like, that's our little don't fuck with him They shot 'em both so, I was fuck it then Called up the im ready, nigga jump me in in the G Ride, same one the pump be in I'm bout to do niggas worse then Columbians And I aint hopping out the car like did I'm off the lights and pullin up like "Say Kid"
Hustlin Championship Metaphor street king Hustlin Drop top swing Hustlin,
3. It was a cold Day in Fav bar Doubt Over Before that day, we aint know about hova He was Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers But all we knew were 5.0's and So, We took Y'alls swag took our rags The way I see it, it's a exchange why you Mad Son, Yeah Jay was one of my Bumpin but, couldn't get a feature Was like, Being underage and get a beeper Missing sales cuz the onions still stuck in my to Streetsweeper, Dodgin the Reaper, Hit My block after 8 o'clock I'll make you a We was movin white kid, the Justin Us and homeless shelters no different we feed 'em Playing John Madden smoking all my nigga up Relaxin with my feet up, for the Re-Up
on trying, You can never hold me You can never me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't me) C, C, Can't me (x2)
4. How I sell 10 million and hood, somebody holla at me If I go to jail you aint gone throw a dolla at me Like my frog, threw his impala at me when I was in the bay and 40 popped his colla at me That's why when I come through, She like Halle Berry I'm in this by myself, Solitaire Every now and then, you my see me with a couple Same ones was right there, When I had a couple ends No Benz, No Fuckin , Just a Couch, So Yo Fuckin Mouth, I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap Fuck Interscope, my contract and rip it up Bad Boy Like BIG and The can't sleep cuz niggas steady tryina dig him up And while you Mother Fuckers waitin on I'm in the with Pancho Stacking Rondo
Hustlin rings Hustlin Metaphor king (Hustling)And while you Mother waitin on Toronto I'm in the hood with Rajon Rondo
on trying, You can hold me down You can never me down (you can't hold me) You can never hold me down (you can't me) C, C, hold me
on trying, You can never me down You can never hold me down (Naw, you hold me) You can never hold me down (Uh-Uh, you can't me) C, C, Can't me