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Corazon
Dirty South
Corazon was released on August 4, 2024 by Big Hustleman as a part of the album The Life of Marcus: Chapter 2 Uncle Hustle
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Release DateAugust 4, 2024
LabelBig Hustleman
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM160

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Hustleman
Big Hustleman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Anderson
Gabriel Anderson
Composer
Marcus Robinson
Marcus Robinson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hold up wait a minute
Focus on the money mayne
Love is my religion
Still i gotta hustle mayne
Love will get you killed stay strapped cuz people actin funny mayne
Putting it in they faces i be drippin on em like the rain
I love stacking that green like Boston
Everybody that switched up lost one
Meet me where they walk and they talk money
You sleep while we get after dark money
I dont know what the fuck is our money
Or Martin and Gina jar money
I'm gettin dat flippin that
Shipping that doubling
loving and hustling more money
For sure money aint shit but a tool
Sure they taught you about leverage in school
It aint gangsta thinking broke is cool
And neither is jail
But do what you do
Aint gone stop ya' from smoking crack
All of the fiends know i had the best
Aint here to judge i'm here for the check
Checks and them rings like Belichick
You got yo rep from the internet
Loud w yo set
Weak when you by yourself
Get into some real shit
With a real one thats how you fry yo' self
Dont confuse me with one of you
You aint did nothing big hustle do
Roaches and weak **** be with you
Where are the g's that can speak on you
How many people done ate with you
How many people you fed
Lil' bae down with the alley hoop
I showed her how to get bread
I could be pooting and giggling na
Im a get money instead
These **** acting real weird
Im a just just hustle instead
Hold up wait a minute
Focus on the money mayne
Love is my religion
Still i gotta hustle mayne
Love will get you killed stay strapped cuz people actin funny mayne
Putting it in they faces i be drippin on em like the rain
Cant stop my drip like rain
Im a mother fucking n hogg in the game
Trying to copy this shit in my veins
They gone put some respect on my name
They gon love you to hate ya' again
Over and over dont want it to end
I take losses as a lesson then i turn 'em into wins
Everytime love in my heart
Money in my mind
And its something in my soul
That 'ell chop a hater down
Made lemonade outta my pain
I took the drip bottled it up
They tried to drain it
Now my drip thank he famous
Say holup wait a minute
Betta get some paper with it
Cant hype me up or pull me down i just might get offended
For sure gone get some benjies
My minds so math maticious
No need to add yo' opinions
Keep talking i just aint listening
Got so much on my mind
All the time i just grind
Trying to find all the love i can find yeah
At the end of the day i need love
whether real or its fake
Give me that -cuz its mine yea
Written by: Gabriel Anderson, Marcus Robinson
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