Hustlers

Uh

Got the '96 Impala squatting on them Forgiatos

Right outside my **** watchin' out

The block hotter than a coffee pot

Can't even get the pizza man to pull up 'round here

But this my partna's spot

He got paper but he say he don't wan' move out

So I visit him every time I'm in town

We smoked an ounce and a half down, then I scratched off in my ride

Headed to that downtown high rise

I'm underground so I don't get that mainstream shine

And my people complaining about it all the time

I send 'em pictures of that Rolls Royce next to my Ferrari

Let 'em know that I'm doing fine

We get paper on time

Nothing but hustlers on mine

Keep that hoe shit on yo' side

None of them **** gon' ride

We get paper on time

Nothing but hustlers on mine

Keep that hoe shit on yo' side

None of them **** gon' ride

You waitin' on a Lyft, I'm sliding in the Six

AMG with the crash bar and shit

I done drove every car, whats next on the list?

A warehouse to put more in, I keep recording and touring

Merchandise money pouring all in the pot

We gon' eat so good this morning

Look at all this gold I got

Diamond Rollie wrist frozen

Tried to put my sleeve over this bitch its still showing

Stunting on 'em without even tryin'

I just took a sip of my water, and I'm blinding 'em

Shouldn't have been watching so close, evil-eyeing 'em

Excuse me, I'm highed up, painting pictures with my mind again

Writing movie scripts with my rhyming pen

On time

Nothing but hustlers on mine

Keep that hoe shit on yo' side

None of them **** gon' ride

We get paper on time

Nothing but hustlers on mine

Keep that hoe shit on yo' side

None of them **** gon' ride

None of them **** gon' ride

Keep that hoe shit on yo' side

Them **** ain't get like us

We get paper on time

Nothing but hustlers on mine

Keep that hoe shit on yo' side

None of them **** gon' ride

We get paper on time

Nothing but hustlers on mine

Keep that hoe shit on yo' side

None of them **** gon' ride