Hustler

You better brace when I burst

Put your face on a shirt

Y'all ain't pressing lines

You bitching up when it's pressing time

I was young on the block

Stretching dimes

Investing time

On the wake up

Get my cake

I'll even Bag the shake up

Get it with my bitch

32 in her Fanny back

I was stunting riding dirty in that Cadillac with an ounce in a sandwich bag

Making powder moves

Quarter of my crew institutionalized

Some ruthless guys

Now we breaking ground

making power moves

I'm rocking qucci slides

My bro fresh out still rocking shower shoes

Dap you up

But watch every move

That's how they do inside

It shank city

Catch it through the eye

You asking who am I?

I'm the one to line your crew up

And run through them guys yeah

Semi loaded up in the back seat

Bitch I'm do or die

Yeah

I can't trust a bitch all they do is lie

Can trust any man who jumped gram to toosie slide

I stayed true to mine

Any sign of disrespect

Ima slide on him

My respect ima die for it

I'm the muscle

They hitting the line for him

My hood a live forum

Where them goons quick to fire and lie for him

Y'all talk greasy on these tracks and call it facts

But quick to lie and let him fry for it

Y'all ain't never took a loss

And bounced back on some boss shit

Ima real hustla

Bagged up grams to get a ahead

Any spot of 12

You gotta flush and toss Shit

Youngins on that floss shit

That like to talk shit

How they got it out the mud

This dop game different

This ain't that fraud shit fraud shit

This type of shit will get locked

Doing real bids

That's when the plot twist

Gott you ina room

Pointing fingers like It's all his

That green light confirmed

Get your top twist

You gonna feel the burn

Then the dark hits

I really been through

Y'all play the front

Get to talking reckless

Now you on WorldStar

getting robbed for your necklace

These little rappers Light work

Killem before I finish breakfast

We been invested

Tryna con benz and Lexus

My mans fronted my some work

I broke that shit down

And bench pressed it mother fucker

Real shit

I can't trust a bitch all they do is lie

Can trust any man who jumped gram to toosie slide

I stayed true to mine

Any sign of disrespect

Ima slide on him

My respect ima die for it

I'm the muscle

They hitting the line for him

My hood a live forum

Where them goons quick to fire and lie for him

Y'all talk greasy on these tracks and call it facts

But quick to lie and let him fry for it

Yeah