Keep Me Hustlin (feat. Rexx Life Raj)

Buyin' bubbles, sellin' stones was the easy route Mama stressin', it's a blessing just to see her smile Preachin' prison prevention but couldn't keep me out Came to visit, this ain't how I want you see your child Chiefing loud, thinking back on how you kicked me out It tripped me out but I just wiggled, you was wiggin' out I'm in your house at 25, sleepin' on the couch Told me get a job, I said I got it figured out They see me down, ain't no way I let 'em keep me down Look around, things different ma, we peachy now We eatin' now, this that shit I used to dream about We on this baggage claim tour, you can keep the clout When you rise above the madness, pull your people out Too many claim to be the plug for it to be a drought Family come before the fetty, ain't no keepin' count The family come before the fetty, ain't no keepin' count Every nigga that started with me was starvin' with me I was trapped in them trenches rockin' a bald glizzy Gave my granny a hundred before I bought a Bentley Traumatic pain in my features, they say it compliment me The consequences is fatal if you don't rock a yeeky My geographics is greezy, they don't believe in Jesus Keep a distance from leeches, that ought to teach you somethin' Two little girls, that's what keep me hustlin' I'm thinkin' Rollies when that backend clear I refuse to end up back on the tier, my biggest fear It's been back to back, losin' my peers over the years Conversate with Gracie and Mil like I can hear 'em This shit serious, that yeeky is mandatory, period I had to learn from experience, crime boss appearance Chase the luggage and secure it, probably blow it later She don't want to see you with no paper then that ho a hater Checkin' on you when I call, nigga I don't want no favor Checkin' on you when I call, nigga don't want no favor You ain't really tryna ball, nigga don't want no paper You ain't body nothin', niggas ain't on they gangster Remember I came from nothin', it was slummy for me The city finally crowned me king, all these diamonds on me Ayy I'll die for one of mines, it's only righteous on me And I advise you not to try me homie, yeah Every nigga that started with me was starvin' with me I was trapped in them trenches rockin' a bald glizzy Gave my granny a hundred before I bought a Bentley Traumatic pain in my features, they say it compliment me The consequences is fatal if you don't rock a yeeky My geographics is greezy, they don't believe in Jesus Keep a distance from leeches, that ought to teach you somethin' Two little girls, that's what keep me hustlin' My mama pray I keep the sin away Can't say I believe in prayer, but she be prayin' anyway Why the system set up to put my niggas away? When every risk we take is just to put it on the dinner plate And feed the fam, we're in a famine Riskin' freedom just to get established Peas in the pod, peas in the package Why I only talk to God when I hope it's landing? How selfish, I'm sick of the feeling of feeling helpless I'm sick of the fear, niggas is jealous I'm sick of feeling we only go as far as they let us We sick of niggas who get some money and then forget us Tryna play the game and you gon' play yourself You can't save nobody 'til you save yourself Save yourself