Lyrics:
but there ain't no dances
I'm standing in this hall getting funny glances
I was raised as a youth but was missing parents
I was raised by my granny,
bitch on me, ain't never been Norbit
Backblock exotics , I'm high out the orbit
Wake up hear Sirens, I was dreaming about Porsches
Live by the iron you
I've been keeping my ear to the streets
The UK run out of ideas
Everybody doing covers of American beats
If it's not the Ace Hood "Hustle Hard" flow
If it’s not the Ace Hood "Hustle Hard" flow
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P
somethin moves in one day Im too far ahead
On this high bridge blowing smoke out my nose
My motion aint stoppin aint striking no pose yea
Post in the hood
heavy son just pray through
Yea, so through it all I'm the same guy
Stopped playing with all these jokers like it's ace high
Yea consider it gone by
Class Wreckin Cru
I'm still at it
After-mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through then I
the autograph
Take a couple Pics
Heard em tag me in the instagram
But I bet I look good tho
Damn right
Shirt off ace hood
When I'm feelin real good
Hot
of getting paid by criminal means
They're having a sale on minimal dreams
Doomed to fail, they caught your tail
Your butt's in jail, you gets no bail
The scale
back back like an eight legged crawdad, from the 44
Your'e scared to walk your alleys now
'Cause now days, niggas from my hood
Will snatch your ass out
rollin through the hood in a Lexus (is that what you do)
Perfection is the way that I gets really wicked
Dove Shack in the house muthafucka come to kick it
talk about this thing called friends dog
Friends, All my partners and homeboys
Playas is down to ride and stuck by my side
Friends, Thugs that been down
lifetime yo mad cream
oh shit, you seen that car that drove by? (yeah)
well that was his X-hoe Lisa, and that was why
he told us to drive through the hood
again
But I'm going in faster, ugh
Speaking the word like a pastor
Moving through people like Casper
My world has become disaster
Slowly
De la Ace, De la
out and tell her kamikaze
I'm only focused on the commas by me
So I treat the beat like this shit Nagasaki
(Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye)
I'm only
grace
I had to trust the process like Ace Hood
They gon love you for as much as they can use you
Be careful who you let in your circle
Most of this
Whoa, Word to black rob
Get on your job my ace, get out the hood hustle hard
Dissolve all obstacles we at large
Feared cuz of our faith, we defining
the manual it's still automatic
I don't need your approval, I don't need your committee
I don't need no brass rings handed out by a city
I shattered
I play it safe
Niggas will dick ride you
Then hate
They Smile in your face
But that's your mans
Nigga That's your ace
Growing up
A nigga
Never
flushing down your play
Lead by Joker, the Ace, by the Jack of All Trades
Oh, we've all got our own issues and they should be ours to control
Oh yeah, we'll
hungry habits by a hobbit have'em humble hello house
Hogs harassing here with humor hostage hike and hunt like hounds, hood
Harry he aint handsome
he formulated ah plan
To perfect his craft and become the man
Doing dirt in the hood trying to stack some change
Homies catching bids had to flip his
And you know we trying to make it out of the hood nigga
I like my standards high the same way I wake and bake
I cannot take a break because I got records
your hand
Nick Jonas do a play for a band
Smoking dope Gott 8th in my rib
Penthouse by god where I live
At night I could see all 3 bridge
Catching matta
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