Knock tha Hustle (Remix)

[Intro: Cozz] Yeah Third take, nigga Cozz & Effect, nigga, yeah Yeah, I got to Ha, yeah, yeah Trauma Tone, yo, uh [Verse 1: Cozz] Jealousy holdin' enemies hostage Eventually the penalty will come and haunt ya Hennessey memories leavin' me nauseous But the Hennessy makes the melodies awesome, so instead of me Talkin', I'm steady jottin' and steady plottin' On how to gain spaghetti toppings, you know that parmesan That cheddar, mozzarella, the list goes on and on You know my heart is strong, I'm a young phenomenon, it's like these People keep forgettin', it's always The least expected who ends up gettin' it So don't tell me 'bout no niggas hatin', what's the point if I hear? Mr Not-Givin'-a-Fuck with a joint in his ear Put that steak on his plate, the sirloin disappear Empty gut, I'm hungry, man, the guns pointin' this year I'm feelin' like I'm dealin' with children, boy, I'm killin' Niggas already tryna bite styles, you break your tooth If you bite down, bitch, I go way too hard [Chorus 1: Cozz, Cozz & J. Cole, J. Cole] I been in this hood, dawg, for way too long, man I been quiet for way too long Been patiently waitin', can't wait too long, dawg I been broke, man, for way too long No hot water for way too long You can't knock the hustle, it's way too strong Man, we way too strong (Yeah) [Verse 2: J. Cole] Death to the imposters, label me the king My dreams could win Oscars, my niggas turned mobsters My white friends doctors, fatherless child Listen, how I got this knowledge is wild, streets taught me Speak softly nigga watch from the crowd, 'cause any nigga that's loud Just want attention and eventually blaow No fake niggas allowed in my circle, dawg You been through half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya, dawg, tread softly My nigga movin' state-to-state, runnin' late, watch 'em Tryna avoid state troopers, that's the weight watchers Run this dope, stack this cake 'til they say, "Gotcha" Or 'til the fat lady sing, and niggas hate operas And Oprah hate niggas, make no mistake That we know the stakes, still we hope to make over eight figures Slim chances, but niggas bet against the odds And who am I to criticise how you play your cards, dawg? [Chorus 2: J. Cole] 'Cause I done beat the odds goin' way too hard I been gettin' slept on for way too long I been patiently waitin' for way too long I been quiet, dawg, for way too long You can't knock the hustle, dawg, it's way too strong It's way too strong, I said You can't knock my hustle, dawg, it's way too strong It's way too strong, look [Verse 3: J. Cole] I never admit it, tryna get my brother acquitted Yo, tell the judge, I be happy to pay him off if he's with it My flesh and blood, hauled off to the cell, I search for heaven As I see him gettin' lost in this hell, headed for coffin or jail To never try is the ultimate fail But love is wantin' more for someone than they want for themselves, deep I guess I love a lot, because the more I do my thang, the more I feel the guilt and shame that my brother's not Reminisce as we was kids, screamin' "Fuck a cop" Guess he took it serious, for me, that shit was just for props Arms too skinny to hug the block I found comfort in my dreams of things seen on the screen Of fortune and fame, decisions, decisions, the Porsche or the Range? I take a trip back to the 'Ville, only corpses remain Some of them niggas still breathin', but they dead inside Victims of a genocide, tears fill my eyes, dawg [Chorus 3: J. Cole] 'Cause I been out of touch, man, for way too long I been out in Hollywood for way too long I been gettin' this paper for way too long I ain't called my pops back in way too long I done made my girl wait for way too long I wonder if I changed, am I way too on? Can't knock my hustle, but it's way too strong It's way too strong [Outro: J. Cole] Cozz & Effect Dreamville Cole World Let me hear that back