H.U.S.T.L.E

Dreams for the poor Man we run for their lives While you scheme for a sure salary And safe pay at the end of the month Corporate lifestyle never really saved us son Saved up and spent it all on bottles of rum Big bags of green to make sure I'm keen And keep the melodies on the run Know what I got this cash for We went to hell and back And since you asked for it Imma spit a verse for you Never missed a pass Didn't think I'd last Last year almost gave up began snorting fast Sold a couple grams just to make the dream last But the chemicals fade in time and the pain lasts And when You look at my brain Have I really gone insane Do I really need the fame Do I really miss the man That I used to be I guess I joined a program I used to hate to see But the music is everywhere that I wanted to be Painted boldly on my soul like it was meant to be Yeah we a different bread Existing purely on the dream of making it big But sometimes I sit and wonder if I'd ever add up to shit Like a circus on parade We gotta hustle through life Hustle to rise Like a circus on parade We gotta hustle through life Hustle to rise I hope all you people can hear me I mean this shit sincerely I came to make some changes in the remedy The pain painted on a melody You wonder if he hadn't been dead if he'd fill in on the melodies Now that's some real shit coming out I never tend to pout accept when arracks got the best of me Rest in peace To Amaradeva now that's a legacy I praise legends since they brought out the best in me Now in front a mic I'm yelling out They say I got a big chance of blowing up in the south But how much longer does a brother need to rough it out Puff joints for days KG to taste It's been too long that I've been lost in my ways Maybe it's time to you heard the truth and everything that we made of Thinking bout how far we came off Selling grams on the street to stealing hearts up on a beat Everything that were made of Everybody sing Like a circus on parade We gotta hustle through life Hustle to rise Like a circus on parade We gotta hustle through life Hustle to rise How long till we make it out How come we don't get to pout How much of money you make Won't matter when the guns to your face Haven't met my mother for days I'm drowning in women And swimming in fate Buried a homie today Man life is a test that we are all going to fail Now light up a couple, we roll Pour up a double, we go Caught up in making the dough Witnessed the scene getting cold You running for shelter I'm ducking these ghosts Muting the voice in my head If not I swear I'd be dead Let out the love that we spread Blow up a heavy grenade Welcome to our day to day You loving this rave I think that I'm still lost in my ways Snorting to forget the pain I'm coughing up blood and the mirror gets stained Looking for trust that they never display And I've been afraid I've tried to change I've looked for reason for going insane But the seasons never treat you the same Still been at it since the day we came And that's how we brain Like a circus on parade We gotta hustle through life Hustle to rise Like a circus on parade We gotta hustle through life Hustle to rise