Music Video
Hustler's Story (feat. Scarface, Akon & Big Gee)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Notorious B.I.G.
Vocals
Akon
Vocals
Big Gee
Vocals
Scarface
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aliaune Thiam
Songwriter
Brad Jordan
Songwriter
Jack Knight
Songwriter
Miguel Scott
Songwriter
Nasheim Myrick
Songwriter
Rahim Beyah
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reed Taylor
Assistant Mixing Engineer
J-Dub
Co-Producer
Mario Winans
Co-Producer
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
"Suga Mike" Mike Allen
Producer
Reefa
Producer
John Bedo
Recording Engineer
King James II
Recording Engineer
Steve Fisher
Recording Engineer
Diddy
Co-Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Akon and B.I.G., yeah
[Verse 2]
**** talkin' it, but ain't livin' it
Cristal pop, I'm sippin' it
Mob hats and lizard shit
Gator chunks, bitch, rollin' blunts
With the williest of the Willie
Hitch link cop, M-1's and 9 milli's
[Verse 3]
Stories like a mothafucka
Model bitch is wonderin' if I'ma fuck with her
She know, I treat my bitches like Gavana
Dolce and Gabbana drippin'
Big Poppa never slippin'
[Verse 4]
H-class diamond shinin'
Dinner with wifey, winin', dinin'
Smokin' cigars in Bogota
With Colombian ****
Named Panama and Enrique and shit
[Verse 5]
Games we play, life endin'
Bitches bendin' over with ease
For a pair of Moschino jeans
Donna Karan tank-top, I got your bank stocked
Say, who's on top?
Benjamins under the rest of 'em
[Verse 6]
Advancing from duplex to mansion
Stashin' keys, hidin' Gs, overseas
VCR's in my beats, game elevates
Money I make into stocks and real estate, bitch
[Verse 7]
Jet-skiing in the Caribbean
White sand, discussin' plans with my man
Dark blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my rear views tremblin'
[Verse 8]
What chu gon' do when Poppa catch ya attitude?
Drop to you knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a Frank White thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted
Take my dick and deep throat it
[Verse 9]
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there livin'?
4, 5, 6's on the streets, they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
[Verse 10]
Picture me, a product of the zone three
Scared, lost, don't know what I supposed to be
Shit cost, money never came to me
When shit short, I suffered unshamelessly
[Verse 11]
The Lord humble, ****, especially if the act like
They too big for they drawer when they stacks right
Think I'm bullshittin'? A buncha **** back like
Right back hungry, they stacks gone, they forget price
[Verse 12]
I know a **** sold his soul for a nickel rock
I know some hoes for some 'dro, you can hit the cock
I know a **** workin' 9 to 5 been on
Fifteen years, ain't got a car to drive
[Verse 13]
I know some **** wanna act hard, flick switch
Fake jack boys, can't rob, get killed
Got kinfolk backyard, big whips
That's got to lift my homeboys this year
[Verse 14]
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there livin'?
4, 5, 6's on the streets, they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
[Verse 15]
Akon, while B.I.G. is sittin' up with Enrique
I'm on the coastline, politickin' with Jose
We got the birds flyin' in the coupe all day
Tryna find a new way to smuggle in pure yay
[Verse 16]
We 'bout our business, ain't no smalltime thieves
If you ain't growin' the 'caine, then we ain't gon' meet
See, I'm the one to call when things get deep
And my Africans will put your main man to sleep
[Verse 17]
Now, in Mexico, far from the block
Tryna figure out how many glocks to a box
Now, sellin' arms is what has rocks in my socks
If you can show me the money, here's the keys to the lock
[Verse 18]
Now, yeah, you know the streets is my territory
Ain't scared of nothin', let you fear it for me
Whether win, lose, or draw
Believe that death is waitin' for all
[Verse 19]
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there livin'?
4, 5, 6's on the streets, they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
[Verse 20]
**** is quick to chuck rocks and hide hands
Make a break for it, get away from it, that was the plan, but
The whole time I've been plottin' on this man
Caught him slippin' and sleepin', I hit his ass with the can
[Verse 21]
And here's somethin' that you can't understand
How can one be so cold and snatch a **** so down?
I'm on some get-back shit, there comes a time
In every man's mind when he's deeper than dollar signs
[Verse 22]
I been on the grind, got homies doin' time
Behind **** actin' like bitches and bitches droppin' dimes
Duckin' and divin', pussies is wet and wise
**** is been tellin', there ain't no way that it slide
[Verse 23]
But nothin', we gotta ride and we gotta die
So you catch up to his ass before I catch up, give him mine
But that's one thing the real **** here despise
I'm a 5K one killer, I'll set his ass on fire
[Verse 24]
Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Is there anybody out there livin'?
4, 5, 6's on the streets, they shootin'
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Written by: Aliaune Thiam, Brad Jordan, Jack Knight, Miguel Scott, Nasheim Myrick, Rahim Beyah, The Notorious B.I.G.
