Well, I guess its to say Im on my Joc And everything I say to come from the heart And even if you hate me you gotta play part Or just kick and see the way I play my cards
Yeah, Im back, sit back and listen First album platinum plaques, now it glisten The badest broads, the cars Im sure a lot of wish this life was yours
What says it aint? Yall said I cant You laughed about my dance, I walked it out the And now my happy cause we aint gotta starve mad at me cause Im on my Joc
I you, somebodys gotta do it Im not bad, Im to it And if you feel the same yous a friend of mine Wont you tell them lames, dont get line
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Call it Hustlenomics, by any means I got a lotta hustles, a whole schemes not enough fingers for me to count on My way up, call me Dow Jones
Ive been the world in almost every hood I walk anywhere, my face is very good And they dont around, down in H-town Ill you to the bottom, Im talkin' Dade County
I you out West, in them lo los You scared to represent, thats a I take you to the A-town, hey now, play around Ill make boys make you lay it down
Well, I its safe to say Im on my Joc And everything I say to come from the heart And even if you hate me you gotta your part Or kick back and see the way I play my cards
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I need a bottom bitch, one who attention the grind, respect my intuition Dont get outta line, just and listen And soon youll find Im youve been missin'
And the line is Im on the clock 24/7 the hustle stop Oh yeah, Im the A, thats my stompin ground Son, if you on your Joc we on common ground
Well, I guess its to say Im on my Joc And everything I say to come from the heart And even if you hate me you gotta play part Or just kick back and see the way I play my
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