Lyrics:
Mane I've been a victim of this criticism and this scrutiny
This life's so repetitious, I'm just tryna live it truthfully
You ain't beneficial it
the six, Gucci (yeh)
What's the price of a brick (uh)
Shit, I've been rich ever since (no cap)
I get these bags in a row
I still got them racks off of coke
One time for the thick bitch who
Keep twerkin' on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin', gettin' it in
A nigga put my name in a rap, we gon'
Bread
If I Don't Get I'm Gunna Bust You
In Your Head (x's 2)
I've Been Hustlin On The Grind
Slow Motion On The Krete
Posted On The Corner
In My Kicks
the Gucci train
You in the slow lane
Get on my lane train
My train of thought mane
I am the bad boi
I take a lion mane
You just a cub, babe
I am
Rubber Band, All-American
Serve that metric scale, with the government
I’m in yo’ ‘hood, it’s me and Uncle Sam
Cliqued up, ship dope to the gutter, mane
can board her flight
Love Ruth Chris might get her somethin' to go, I guess I'm sorta nice
Never been on dates, I risked my life
She see me blowin'
out
I got your bitch and she tellin' me all your whereabouts
Loadin' this K, I can't wait to go and spray one out
Uh-huh, I been hustlin' all day
on momma don't you FaceTime
All the competition just been fallin' by the waistline
Strugglin'
Life been hittin' harder than the baseline
Hustlin'
I been
hand
Or that's your ass
I need my cake
I want my bread
If I don't get I'm gonna bust you
In your head
In your head
I've been hustlin
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
now as you can see
Been at it for years, it ain't new to me
Mane, it's hectic where I'm from
Gotta rob if you got nun
Get yo mask up
Stick em up
Yeah,
Oh written in the stars
A million miles away
A message to the mane
Oh
Seasons come and go
But I will never change
And I'm on my way
Let's go
Yeah
Temper shorter than Kevin
Tipsy gun was kinda heavy
(Kinda heavy)
I did yo baby mama mane
Only cause she let me
Disciples on the watch
Disciples
don't even sleep
I been posted on the block ain't
Make it home in a week
I don't even chang my clothes, wash my face
Or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci
been running it up since the last time you knew me
Still got on a white T no jewels and I'm Gucci
Don't need designer to get me no pussy
I'm pretty but
Hope this lick don't turn a Pookie
Then they try to scoop me
I been hustlin' since what's her
Name was sellin' coochie
What I sell got orange
Hair like
hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em
Women been fuckin' them, huh?
You see I live for the love of the street
Rap to the ruggedest beats
Hall closet
change for no paper plus I been rich
Eighty-eight been hustlin, linen been crushin em
Women been fuckin them HUH?
You see I live for the love of the street
Been up and down
I been all around
Been all around
Selling by the pound
Riding a greyhound
On the outbound
Heading westbound
Bout to reup and rebound
to California now it's time to roll
I was sixteen mane, sellin' quarter keys of dank
My uncle was a balla from around the way
So I had the hook up
Whole
Ride by my side
Come be my guide
I’m moody sometimes
I’m moody sometimes
Did a lotta good shit
Did a lotta bad things
Hustlin’ in the hood
Didn't do
the weight like Gucci mane
Smile in their face that's through disdain
And I plan cause I gotta get through this pain
They'll snake you over hundred pound
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