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