Hustlin (feat. Bryan Hamilton)

Yeah, yeah

(B-Ryan, what up, bro?)

Oh yeah (Hah)

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

(Talk to 'em)

I (What you been doing ****?)

I been hustlin' (For what?)

I'm just tryin' to find my way out (Gotta get up out this bitch cuz)

Because I can't stay off of them streets (I feel stuck, my ****)

And no one's gon' do nothin' for me (**** ain't did shit for me)

So what to do when everything goes wrong (What I'm 'posed to do, ****)

I know until I get this money, I can't go home (Nah, nah)

(Talk to 'em)

I (What you been doing ****?)

I been hustlin' (For what, though?)

I'm just tryin' to find my way out (Gotta get up out this bitch, bro)

Because I can't stay off of them streets (I feel stuck, my ****)

And no one's doin' nothin' for me (**** ain't did shit for me, ****)

Aye, in the freezing cold with these glass tubes (What else?)

Thanking God for this here wool

Winter time, ceiling gone, chinchilla on

****, I remember when a hoodie was my winter coat (That's a fact)

Letter from my momma told me leave them streets alone (What)

She would tell DTE to leave the heat alone (I can't)

Livin' backwards 'cause I'm trying to keep the heat in my home

But the streets cold, so I can never leave the heat at home

Pop said, these streets don't love you

These streets gon' judge you

They'll eat you alive, my ****

So when I got locked up, and I ain't hear from you

Don't trip, I wasn't even surprised, my ****

If you get killed, these streets wont miss you

These streets will forget you

They'll eat you alive, my ****

So when Pops got killed and you ain't hit the funeral

You know, I wasn't even surprised, my ****

Cuz trying to get that time back, them bitches over did it

When we catch the **** that ratted, we gon' overkill 'em

From overlooked to overbooked, **** thought I was finished

Can't handle that bag, don't take it, my ****, know your limit

Before you jump into some shit, you gotta know what's in it

You gon' get money, but you gotta accept what you is risking

If you get it off, you gon' make a million

If you get caught you gon' get out of prison when you sixty

(Ready for that, boy?)

So, ask yourself, what you gon' do?

Don't want to get a job, you think you too cool

But the **** with the jobs (They the real GOATs)

Is the ones get to raise their kids

Watch them graduate from school

My people see me with them M's livin' good

To us that's like seeing a mansion in the hood

It's **** that I love, but I had to shake

Save everybody, bruh, I wish I could , but I can't, ****

I, I was hustlin'

I done finally found my way out

'Cause I could not stay off of them streets

I didn't expect no one to go and do some shit for me

I didn't know what to do when everything went wrong

But I knew until I got the money I couldn't go home, yeah

I, I been hustlin'

I'm just tryin' to find my way out

Because I can't stay off of them streets

And no one's doin' nothin' for me