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Nigg*s be running when they hear the sound
Pow pow pow
Never give up the hustle
Selling packs by the bundle
Stuffing The cash in the duffel
The streets
You know the feeling when the stars in the ceiling
Head honcho I'm in charge of the village
I'm home I parked my car at the dealers
She seen my ice
Chea
How is you my brother if you think that I'm a set u up?
Grinding by my lonely on my mama ain't no given up
I've been making Hella noise that's
and Roosevelt are empty       That's telling
We hustle   bustle thinking all is well
Hear the prophet warning
From the village bells           Bells are ringing
that goes by that I don't recall the struggle
Scared to death to go back to it, I constantly hustle
I thank you for my ambition
For the strength
Said you gon take the hood out of the slums? yeah, yeah I heard that before
And I got a beam with a drum, if you disrespecting my bros
Switching my
You either use it , or you move it
When you live around drugs
Fuck forgiveness
I've been sinning
Since I live in the slums
You either die by the bullet
the mouth
I promise I'm breaking you off
My kinfolk told my quit servin
Cause you got a future just earn it
So I start increasing my hustle 
It's more then
eggs 
Saw you for the first-time way down in my block 
Talking to a family friend 
You are not from the slum
Beautiful being 
Well created by the maker
been living enough
On the block unless I'm on a tour
LME, double M full of thugs
Tryna find a way out of them slums
Lord, I'll never cop out on my sons
this puzzle made by governmental jig saws
Pigskin drowns us with distraction every kick-off
Where you wake up every day, just to hustle like it's rick
Aint no love where we from, so we the diamonds of the roughest
Way before im playing nipsey, as some boys we hadda hustle
They dont teach you be
The dudes have envied him for so long 

[Chorus]
Oh, Superfly
You're gonna make your fortune by and by
But if you lose, don't ask no questions why
year
Hustle til I get a bigger bag
Need my family to relax
Fifteen seater in a jet
When we land I see a Benz chauffeur
Lets split up cause I got some
A couple niggas on parole
Hustling by the sto'
I'm telling that ain't the way to go
Play your role
But you don't hear me though
This what I'm living fo'
slugger batting, you can get your ass kicked
Unh, a prophet of the slums, reflections of your born
You've yet to see one shine so bright from the darkness
was only shooting if the beef was even deep enough
Now niggas ain't even teens totin beams that'll leave ya stuck
Niggas visions clouded by the streets
Of the rags and richer year 
Hustle til I get a bigger bag
Need my family to relax 
Fifteen seater in a jet 
When we land I see a Benz chauffeur 
Lets split up
Kings Disease
Crowned in Doubt from yo perspective

Im next in line, the hustle grand in my bloodline
You bless the food when you highly favored by
A hustle
I stay on my street shit by simply teaching principals that kept me on the dean's list

Sometimes they say I'm too fly for one guy, check
to preachers 

and they hustle in slums



pray for a brighter days and then you get burned by the son



that was God 

            the way I could've went ,
I'm from
I been fighting all my life came from that dirty and them slums
Was at the lowest of my low but still I rise and overcome
Mane I got scars all
Safe tryna hustle 'round here think there's money to be made
You'll get robbed by somebody underage
We don't rock brands like Vans, only J's
We don't
by the crossfires of gimmick
He lost his image, LSD marking the scrimmage
He'll never finish, forget it down in the village
with saks of tray size

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