Lyrics:
killin em, boy
[Young hustler:]
Man, go 'head, go 'head
[Old hustler:]
I'm tellin ya, I was shittin on it
Word up, I was the man
And a car -
Boy it's a struggle, that's why I hustle
Young nigga gotta chase them duffles
I'm gettin' cheese, my nigga ruffles
Boy get yo' racks up, can't
Be a poor
[Verse 1]
Soulja Boy Tell Em.
Runnin With It.
Gotta Get A Black Mask,
Cant See Me, SouljaBoyTellEm.
Im On The Beat.
I'm Undefeat. Tid,
Did Yo
Anime drop top, I look like Inuyasha.
Yo, back on the track, it's the anime master.
Holes on my dick, Cowboy Bebop when I'm blastin.
Soulja boy tell'em
legend, pay attention
Only time I sat in class was
When I'm serving a detention
I fuck with Soulja Boy, get money nigga
Everytime I see rappers, all I'm
a number
I came by to flood the whole summer
We serving up the nonsense
Drinking til I'm unconscious
It ain't fucking with my conscience
I was made to hustle
fuck it, I'ma let him hang (dudu, duh)
I feel like Soulja Boy 'cause bitch
I just bought me some Bathing Ape (brpr, sktrt-skrtt)
And Katy, he gon'
Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal
(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…
Man f**k them niggas, ha ha
f**k them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
f**k them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
f**k
kids that stay running
Not from no one
Not from no man
They got some demons
Waiting by they night stand
I was a broke boy
Now I'm discipline
I got some
the truth
"I'm a hustler!" So, one man, one stage, one mic
One song, one chance to get it right
Real or fake y'all, we gon' see tonight
And I think I
faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel my energy
Making em' remember me
The world is full of synergy
Prayers for my boy Demar
up
Knock a nigga off his high horse and tell em saddle up
Man these niggas need to give it up, I think he's had enough
Yeah I'm from Seattle but ain't
of the street
I ain't no thief, I'm just trying to eat
Man fuck the police and President (Georgia) Bush
So what happened to the levees, why wasn't they steady?
one fuckin' person who ain't make mistakes, you feel me?
Man like we, I don't know what to say
I don't know if I'm targeted
I don't know if it's from
the pulpit
Stressin' to heaven, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle
the hood dreams of living large
Man these niggas fake see them in there camouflage
Spray these niggas get painted like Maaco
Soulja boy man I’m talking bout
from L.A. take the rag out ya pocket and show 'em that
Gang bangin' and gold is back; me and T.I. holdin' the track
Yeah man, this ya boy Block, man
Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't want to ride with me nigga
C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin' car man
Yo why you trippin' man? Get
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
on my hip
Whole team of shooters
Bunch of Steph Curries in my clique
Boy, I'm a wild boy, check the style, boy
I'm a real baller, you a towel boy
I'll put
getting money when corona came
Ran that bag up I told my shooter time to knock em off
He probably think I’m pussy better tell that nigga knock it off
2's
When you was on the stage, Gucci was on the news
But bitch don't pity me, I look like Mr. T
I pimp like Soulja Slim, but I think I'm Eazy-E
It's
always wanted to do like
A Last Call, I remember the first time I heard Kanye's
I thought that shit was so tight dawg
And I was like, man I'm tryna tell
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