Lyrics:
on the crest like the boulder crest bully
Call your plug and tell that nigga that that Gucci Mane took it
If you lock me up I'm gonna get out and start back
Rubber bands
Picking pockets
Hustlin
You know how I been
Sleight of Hand
Sleight of Hand
Presi papers
Rubber bands
Picking pockets
Hustlin
Don't ask how
Man I been hustling and I been struggling
But I swear to god that shit is so humbling
I don’t depend on no help from the government
They let they
the dumpsta, lord catch a conquer
Lord don't, pistol play jump up, if ya want ta
This is the unda, buried by yo momma
Not only do I murder mane I also am bomb
And if they ask you what you doin say, "Ooohh nuttin!"
And we been doin for the past 2 somethin
And I've been beatin that pussy up now it's smooth
profit, told you shit 'bout first you even heard 'bout it
Rock salad, ten bricks in a day, she not worried 'bout it
Big money, Gucci Mane, I know you
superstar, it's a helluva life
[Gucci Mane]
Rosay naw beer, toast
Baby say cheers, major ice make ya say burr
Cake so big it's like yea
Swag so stupid
ever, till the end of time
Grindin', workin', hustlin' on this mission, I will never quit
Every single track you put in front of me I'm killin' it
Like im gucci mane put thse nigass in the dirt
Im just growing up jumpin you know i got vert
And this uzi gonna drop...
Im just ballin you a flop
Why you
fuck with me, why would you bother
Gucci line sharp, I'm the knife
Versace shirt, Watch me put it inside
6 feet in dirt, remember my life
Feel this girth
in all black, like a muhfuckin' crow
Niggas starin' at me, mane, what's the issue, folk?
I'm tryna cop a Dutch and smoke with the bros
I don't got that
of rage)
I want a change, I made a change
So much 'caine, I'm in Sun Valley hall of fame
I'm at the Twelve, I made her do the walk of shame
I'm Gucci
notta
Still sliding' through that cut like a knife
And y'all gonna feel turbulence
When I fly by
You can't read experience then why try
I'm chillin' in my
(whoa)
Me & Trevi been up
You can lie down
Had to clean the game up
Like Lysol
Say that you drippin’, I’m sorry they missed you
But Lil nigga I am
got mine from hustling
Hustlin from nothing to something
I had to get it no time to play with it, my money I was committed
And when I got my paper, my
in the room
All night we been changing spots
By the window fucking
Now we done woke all the neighbors up
Yeah
She throw that shit back and I catch it
When you see me run with it
Hulsey keeps hustlin
*HOOK*
I just take it step by step
And keep on walkin til I can't no more
I just take it step by step
Oh written in the stars
A million miles away
A message to the mane
No
Seasons come and go
But I will never change
And I'm on my way
Let's go
talk the shit
I can talk the shit cause I got it
It's Gucci Mane, I'm a walkin' lick
Got dead people in my pocket
Fallin' off in Follie's, got a bag full
Ayy
What I tell you? What I tell you? What I tell you?
Always hot as, know what I'm sayin'?
(Kbeazy, you fired up)
(Yeah, yeah) I been goin'
you know what I've been up to
Killin' y'all niggas on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise-colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips
And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
'm cookin', mane, I got the heat so high
Salam Alaykum , like I came here with a bowtie
From the dark like I was born in the coal mine
They like damn, he been
or lyzift, I sent the rezith
The feds wanna turn the witness, I plead the fizith
Been smokin' since 13, I fried my brain, so I ain't never stressin'
I can't
of things last year, humbled by my vanity
i tried to b da man that i planned to be, but fell in insanity, i started actin' angrily and realized
that blood
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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