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Diary o a hustler,
Don't believe this nigga hustling, nigga bluffing
Look him in his eyes, the time he cooking pies is in the kitchen oven
He a born liar, I'm on fire like the I'm puffin'
I'm high, so I'm about to blow, volcanic
This new fix so it's fake ass better break
Because this ain't like an Egg Mc'Muffin
He ain't the only f*ckin' that shit he coughing
this hommie d*ck the only d*ck she's sucking
I his wife, but I take it life,
Cause she could barely the pipe,
She told me I need a d*ck
I'm so official, I let her the whistle
Then her home to you so she can kiss you
shit disgusting
Niggas like they street pimping
I take women to the telly and get them like they Blake Griffin
I'm on point Chris Paul, when she taste the ace on that crystal, she cut like a jigsaw
The kid so you mad as fuck
But I let the air at your afro, give you a Cassie cut
I'm tired of rap niggas acting
Yup, I'm rapping, I've been acting up since I came out of my daddy's
I'm on my grain, I do not
Too much adrenaline, my heart insulin, bitch I'm not sweet
But you a sweety, you got
So you easily died, you're sugar high
I rap a verse if don't work, I'ma cook a pie
Or try to make a dollar bill Miley pills
though I know that somebody will probably squeal
I'ma sill weight like a nigga that body-builds
And real, but they say they trigga' blow
But I taught them niggas high
How I them the body fill
If a prick say that he snitch, he probably will
Snitching on my will probably get somebody killed
For
I'm a damn order
The next state I solve gonna the state border
You ain't seen the shit that I
It's a big between getting a man slaughtered and manslaughter
And you don't want them goons kidnapping your daughter
Tying your damn son up, if the don't come up
I'm trying to come up, so I'm running
from the sun goes down till the f*cking sun come up
That Miley Cris who's f*cking my damn up
And the that I'm puffin, f*cking my damn lung up
But don't compare me to these damn bucks that ain't done much
After we lock ass, I they pop as
I'm your old head, you show respect to me
Definitely for I you pussies a hysterectomy
Hey, yo, of these rap niggas can mess with me
Them niggas is my sons, I'm to get a vasectomy
is my specialty,
Eversince I learned my ABCs, MCs couldn't f me
pop your ass, but I don't mean sexually,
Cause my trigger finger like it got an STD
All my is dumb,
You niggas pussy, I put a in you, make your period come
I part shit, say a lot of hot shit
I got hits, I just ain't poppin cause I ain't got
Shit, I chop bricks, I can't give you tips
But I can show you how to cut keys a locksmith
Pot and go to the block with rock bagged up
Make the junkies up to make your money add up
I wouldn't say I have bad luck,
But bad things could happen to good doing bad stuff
But I been shot or got stabbed up
And even when I had much I was still swagged up
But you can't a book by its cover
That's why I put together the of a hustler
you can't, you judge a book by its cover
That's why I ṗut together the of a hustler
I've been in this for years
But I'm better than ever
I'm in a whole-never bag now
I'm real cocky with my
I know niggas ain't fucking with me
I'll produce this track and I just tore that apart
Y'all niggas better show me the respect I
Or I smack the out of one of you niggas man
You know what I'm rapping,
Lawcity family is in the
pistol venge is in the building
Shout out to my Bishop
Shout out to my nigga Chubby Jack
Shout out to my Eeyore Ap
And Shout out to all the goons in the street that got respect for a nigga like me
The of a hustler