Theory of A Hustler

Aye

One time for one of the realest let’s take this game over

Dancing with devil d’evils is taking over

Streets is stripping soldiers

The money make envy souls when the scale is lopsided and ya mans ain’t providing

Breeze past you Imm ghost riding

Never in a spot for too long

Before you scheme a plot I’m gone

The 40 get drawn itch on my back

Sweat on the palms

I could feel it’s going down before it’s ever on

I shouldn’t be hеre

There was timеs my life flashed before my eyes

Make me question was it chance or was it God

My people deprived traumatized filled with lies

Homocide after homicide

Who next to die

Who we ready to ride

It’s all good on the incline

They love you on top

Loyalty split when you drop

30’s the new 20 I’m still hot

Niggas getting got while my pot well it won’t stop

It runneth over

A soldier

These snakes strike like a cobra

Hand on the toaster

Shit could get real so here’s the deal

Let me make moves , expand the visio

Do the dishes the dirty work handle my business expand the riches

Listen we gon shine cause my time a come

Ima have ya back and ya front like a cumber bun

Stay down to come up, you know wassup

We holding lumps

Patience and prayed up

Index to ya lace front

My retention show the masculinity I’m on one

Until the pressure burst the pipe

Lil baby ride summin

Ima sit back and plot, den run them commas up

City to city across the world until my time come

Leaving the residue of greatness hatred I never use

I’m still trick daddy from that baby blues

I’d breeze past you in the new maro, late night like Shadow creepin, takin sips of the henny feeling demon, lots of leaning, grand schemin on the scale of the world

To ease the stress I just jump in the pearl

Rip furl, taught me how to squeeze it out a gurl, flip dough, make it to where we all rule the world, flip dough, so much it make her muthafuckin toes curl, spunt the block now we spin the world until we call earl

Clear vision is mandatory

Committed to the dream

Never afraid of the alimony

So I gave her rings

All praise give God the glory

He writing the story

I’m the lead but no actor

The next chapter filled

With Benzes houses with plasmas

Butlers call me master

Making up for the past back to the story

I’m faced by the jury guilty of never giving up

I’m Kobe Bean in the clutch

Every shot didn’t drop

I never lost I learned

10 toes I stayed firm

Court adjourned

I need what I’m owed now

I’m big worm

Locs no perm

I never sold sherm

Sold a lotta weed, lean, got what you need

I’m bpp changed man the range man

I got a whole new game plan

Rain shots down on enemies I’m the rain man

You want to really get money where’s ya business plan

We at Mastros we buying the lamb

Then we leave hop inside of the lamb

Then we speed

Cameras caught us again

How you balling but you can’t touch the rim

You never was him

Man what the fuck

I don did it again

Hustlin with the spirit of him

It’s all on a whim

I’m da Crem de la crem

Watch me reap all the m’s

Never no time to sit No No No No

Got all these bands to get oh oh oh oh

Baby said ride with stick the streets cold you know

Praying with hands and knees

When I stand I’m 10 toes

Baby said ride with stick the streets cold you know

Praying with hands and knees

When I stand I’m 10 toes

Baby said ride with stick the streets cold you know

Praying with hands and knees

When I stand I’m 10 toes