Soul Of A Hustler Lyrics

Yo
I'm from the corner where the Remy pour, crack flow into dimes
Goons patiently waitin' in cuts to clap .9s
Playin' 'em like curtains when it's que it's showtime
Action takin' yo' shine
You shook wit' a look like "Nigga what's on yo' mind"
No questions, all he know now what's yours mine
That 4-4 blast could make a nigga go blind
The next flash you meet the maker of all kind
His hunger drove him there, he think its all fine
Show us more choices, put your ear to the streets
You hear the devilish voices tellin' you how to eat
Driving you insane, forcin' you in the lane
When its nuthin' to lose it's just is all to gain
And your family ties got you growin' pains
Just when it's all good it's fuck it here we go again
Blackout in the bucket, tuckin' on the ratchets
Goin' out like Christmas addicts screamin' "Fuck it"
Ready to make a move, cock back, and buck it
See him slippin', know he trippin', hear him bitchin'
In his mind, you should see the way that he livin'
Things he vision, crazy on the moves he sought out
He told us "Man you gotta walk my route"
His man, no longer poured jukes on him
Cuz he's so shook on him, he might go crook on him
You should see the ill type of look on him
And the type of things he think god took from him
Like his pops and his moms, sold the crack
Life of hustlin', now when I can't look back
You see that Lex right there, I should jack that
Damn that Mac I'd love to pack that
In middle school they thought I was a sucker
Copped that .9 freshman year, high school I'm tougher
Under the leather, ready to move, doin' whatever
Posted on Dell with that yay for sale
Told my man if I get locked, better get me out on bail
Turn your life a livin' hell
He looked at me like "Damn, you lost it"
"Yup, you goddamn right fam I tossed it"
All the marbles, all the Techs outta the cars
Told my man to go soft or go hard
Make that move, cook that coke, hard like lard
Move that pork, Upstate New York
Did it and done it
Locked down blocks, demanded to run it
I told you dudes my name's Sun and I'm here to sun it
Whoo, I make commands, I got soldiers out on doja missions
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With the dro, the eggs mixed in with the cheese
The grits with the butter, understand it's word to mother
Goddamn now I got my hands on a whole 'nother change
I'm tryna focus, do some more other things
They told me my talent was good that could get me dough
I said "Is you crazy, you see them fiends right there"
Yup, they 'bout to spend that green right here
Hit that glass, that pipe, and lean right there
The next day they asking could they get it on credit, you debted
And not even because B.I.G. said it
I already knew it, I already been through it
I told 'em if the game do me dirty I ain't gon' sue it, I'm gon' pursue it
Probably tryna put two in 'em
One in the calve, one in the ass, 'bout to ruin 'em
Goddamn, nigga says "Son you trippin'
Goddamn nigga, at home moms is bitchin'"
Tellin' me I gotta pay to eat breakfast inside of her kitchen
Do you know what that's like at 18 livin'
Man you crazy, my brain is sickened, damn near hurlin'
Fuck a girl, fuck a bitch, fuck a club, fuck a dub, patrol, fuck a bottle of bub
I'd rather grind in the cut late night wit' some drugs
I had to pass out free Bs to coasties
Lost on my first pack to get 'em to trust me
Now I gotta spot for days of musty
.22 up under the pillow, dirty and rusty
Waitin' for the Jakes, kick in the door and cuff me
You know what, over the fence, out on the roof
Poof, gone in the wind, I'm back again
Got money, I can relax again
But I blew too much this weekend in South Beach
Throwin' my dick in the mouth of some freaks
Trick in my bed, back to the brick up under the bread
Back to the stress, bullshit fillin' my head
Damn, I'm damn near 'bout to go all out
Told my man pour out the salt dog
See me, body beat tonight and body hauled off
You had plans for five years and now they called off
All because my pockets hurtin', life done worsen
God even said it's hopeless
Heard the bullets comin' farther, he's 'bout to murk me
I looked up from my body, the lord ain't help me
They say you don't see god until you fall to your knees
Your daughters life is hard
I seen that part
But I got right back on my own two
Return to the same bullshit that I used to
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