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Diary o a hustler,
Don't believe this nigga hustling, nigga bluffing
Look him in his eyes, the only he cooking pies is in the kitchen oven
He a liar, I'm on fire like the piff 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 nigga f*ckin' that shit he coughing
hommie d*ck ain't the only d*ck she's sucking
I shrieked his wife, but I it life,
Cause she could barely the pipe,
She me I need a d*ck reduction
I'm so official, I let her the whistle
Then send her home to you so she can you
That shit
Niggas like they street pimping
I take women to the telly and get them jumping like they Blake
I'm on point like Chris Paul, when she taste the ace on crystal, she cut like a jigsaw
The kid ball so you mad as
But I let the air blow at your afro, give you a cut
I'm tired of rap acting though
Yup, I'm rapping, I've been acting up since I came out of my nuts
I'm on my grain, I do not
Too much adrenaline, my heart pump insulin, bitch I'm not
But you a sweety, you got
So you easily coulda' died, you're high
I rap a if that don't work, I'ma cook a pie
Or try to make a dollar bill selling Miley
though I know that somebody will probably squeal
I'ma sill push weight like a nigga body-builds
And real, but they say they trigga' blow
But I taught them snow high
How I catch them the fill
If a prick say that he don't snitch, he will
Snitching on my click will get somebody killed
For
I'm placing a damn
The next state I solve gonna cross the state
You ain't the shit that I seen
It's a big difference between getting a man slaughtered and
And you want them goons kidnapping your damn daughter
Tying your son up, if the money don't come up
I'm trying to come up, so I'm around
from when the sun goes down till the f*cking sun up
That Miley Cris who's f*cking my damn up
And the dutch I'm puffin, f*cking my damn lung up
But don't compare me to these young bucks that ain't done much
After we lock ass, I what pop as
I'm your old head, you better show to me
Definitely for I you pussies a hysterectomy
Hey, yo, none of these rap niggas can with me
Them is my sons, I'm about to get a vasectomy
is my specialty,
Eversince I learned my ABCs, MCs f with me
I'll pop your ass, but I don't sexually,
Cause my trigger finger itching it got an STD
All my is dumb,
You niggas pussy, I put a in you, make your period come
I still part shit, say a lot of hot
I got hits, I ain't poppin cause I ain't got sweets
Shit, I chop bricks, I give you stock tips
But I can show you how to cut keys like a
Pot and go to the block with rock bagged up
Make the junkies grab up to make your add up
Y'all I say I have bad luck,
But bad could happen to good dudes doing bad stuff
But I never been or got stabbed up
And even when I had much I was still swagged up
But you judge a book by its cover
That's why I put the diary of a hustler
you can't, you can't a book by its cover
That's why I ṗut together the diary of a
I've been in game for years
But I'm better than ever
I'm in a whole-never bag now
I'm real cocky with my
Cause I know niggas fucking with me
I'll produce this track and I just tore that f*ck
Y'all niggas better show me the I deserve
Or I smack the out of one of you niggas man
You already know I'm rapping,
Lawcity is in the building
Philly pistol is in the building
Shout out to my nigga
out to my nigga Chubby Swag Jack
Shout out to my Eeyore Ap
And Shout out to all the real goons in the street that got for a nigga like me
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