What you know about stove tops Washing up in the sink in the waters out the boiling pots You don't even know about that life Trying to sleep thru the coldest nights With no heat surging thru them pipes Yeah i slept with the roaches and rats Much respect for my homies from the Jects and the Duplex Cuz I'm of that thread I was cut from the same fabric that's just how I'm bred Many hunger filled nights I laid but I never fail down to my knees bowed my head and prayed Not that I ever lost faith nor strayed I just had to believe in myself and it's still that way Lord knows my woes and everyone else's I suppose I guess that's how it goes We all got our crosses to bare Even if the scales are unbalanced and some shit ain't fair.

I live the life of a hustlas struggles all I know is the grit and the muscle I was polished thru the mudd and the puddles I'm a hustla I'm a I'm a hustla

I live the life of a hustlas struggles all I know is the grit and the muscle I was polished thru the mudd and the puddles I'm a hustla I'm a I'm a hustla

What you know about shots filled nights and task force at your door cuz you bout that life **** hate and envy just for spite they wanna take what's off your plate cuz these snakes bite Betta watch these chics and watch your manz Keep your secrets reveal no plans Real bad guys move in silence These hatas will plot to take your spot until your casket drops Keep your frenemies closer than close cuz them the ones that will do you the most The ones you smoke drink with and toke will dime you out line you up and cut your throat When you see me I'm dolo screaming yolo you betta get a photo I'm a make this picture perfectly clear I ain't got no worries or fears lord willing I'm winning bases loaded up to bat in the ninth inning I'm a hustla I'm a I'm a hustla.

I live the life of a hustlas struggles all I know is the grit and the muscle I was polished thru the mudd and the puddles I'm a hustla I'm a I'm a hustla

I live the life of a hustlas struggles all I know is the grit and the muscle I was polished thru the mudd and the puddles I'm a hustla I'm a I'm a hustla

Terrifically I'm so realistic and transparent as these bars I spit Yeah I'm bout that shit I used to hustle until the trap got hot and everybody ate off the block that was past times from my past crimes because by any means I had to have mines I take back down memory lane so you can share in all my joy and pain I'm Heavy Weight my name ring state to state Mr. Face is David Nolan the Great I penetrate and gyrate until she Harlem shake legs up when she serve the plate can I get a taste.

I live the life of a hustlas struggles all I know is the grit and the muscle I was polished thru the mudd and the puddles I'm a hustla I'm a I'm a hustla

I live the life of a hustlas struggles all I know is the grit and the muscle I was polished thru the mudd and the puddles I'm a hustla I'm a I'm a hustla