Hustlaz

[Intro] Uh-huh Oh, baby Talk to 'em Oh, baby, ooh It's what hustler's do Oh, baby This is a hustler's song This hustler's gone (Thug life, [?]) [Verse 1] Let me tell you what this fellow like, caught somewhere Between stop and go like yellow lights, uh-huh Hustler, so I gotta get it mellow, right? Down the block, round the clock, bezel like I roll like cherry red Jell-O dice It's Was', just the pot callin' the kettle white It's hot, just the block callin' the ghetto wife This Paul McCain is my ball and chain, mi amor Hopefully, I won't fall and hang Like pictures on the walls of halls of fame It's just a boy, man, look what it all became Good 'n all, but look at what all remains All the flaws and things, marks from all the claws and fangs The remarks from all of y'all that changed, the Bustin' back at all y'all, I trained, the Apologizing to all of y'all, I blame [Chorus] This a hustler's due And you ain't did it 'til a hustler do And you ain't know it 'til a hustler knew And you ain't done 'til a hustler's through I'm a customer too, this what hustler's do And you ain't seen it 'til you seen it from a hustler's view Open your eyes, this a hustler's song God forgive if this hustler's wrong (Uh) [Verse 2] It's bigger things so we Cosa Nost' Striving to be number one 'til I overdose I speak it now with a number tongue, older throat Youngest son runnin' from older quotes Thou shalt not sin, thou shalt not steal Thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not Turn your back on those in need, I try to flip But this governing switch keeps me at this chosen speed I'm just a rose in weeds and I arose with Reasons to stay on this road I lead 'Til I leave with what I sow, my sole in these Leave my son with the sum of what I sold in deeds I'm foldin' y'all Prolly headed for the pin like bowling balls Kept it directed at the pen and wrote it for y'all [Chorus] This a hustler's due And you ain't did it 'til a hustler do And you ain't know it 'til a hustler knew And you ain't done 'til a hustler's through I'm a customer too, this what hustler's do And you ain't seen it 'til you seen it from a hustler's view Open your eyes, this a hustler's song God forgive if this hustler's wrong [Verse 3] It takes a lot of patience when you takin' it on A lot of pacin', a lot of makin' it known I ain't the nigga that be placin' it on I was the king of this city, now they replacing the throne I know it's a lot of hatin' waitin' at home And she ain't waitin', you can hear the bass in her tone Like she can't make it alone, a broken home And she need a brace for the bones All this from just embracin' the phone A lot of ballin' up letters A lot of erasin' the poems A lot of comin' to grips with the fact that you gon' be facin' alone All this time, all this time you was wrong Do know, whatever happens, I got you And when whatever happen to happen, they was happy to drop you No letters or shoes, no cheddar Your mom sow sweaters, confused, no better [Chorus] This a hustler's due And you ain't did it 'til a hustler's do And you ain't know it 'til a hustler knew And you ain't done 'til a hustler's through I'm a customer too, this what hustler's do And you ain't seen it 'til you seen it from a hustler's view Open your eyes, this a hustler's song God forgive if this hustler's wrong [Outro] This what hustler's do Till this hustler's through This a hustler's song 'Til this hustler's gone This what hustler's do