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I`m a hustler, not by choice (1x)
[AZ] I didn`t fall from heaven, I rose from hell Bigboy, get bagged, he gon` hold my bail It`s like Attica `67 when they, closed the jail Be careful, but promote yo`selves that`s what they told me Involved but unconcerned fuck beef when it dissolve it does not return I don`t leave, stagnate nor move off-beat So discrete very rarely do I move on feet I rough-ride twin rugers on the sides of my seats Drive-by`s, bodies left on both sides of the streets I blacks out never blind by the size of the image No disguise, homocide don`t rely forensic Homes`s finished, scrambling caught in the scrimmage 12 shells ricocheting and it pours from the hemorrhage Get the casket embalm and forget the bastard for moving backwards New York`s number one draft pick I`m a hustler, not by choice (4x) [Trav] All this nigga know is, get money burn a lot of smokes Lazy niggas was sleeping, I was wide awoke Not a joke, creep on snitches, niggas gotta choke When it`s time to sleep with the fishes I supply the boat And I swear it hurts, I supply the coke `Cuz don`t nothing scare me worse than dying broke Iron poking on my ribs while I`m laying in a Taurus I live this shit y`all just performers, it`s a dirty game I seen thugs turn informers, crooked cops run in the crib, no warrants Money talk though, never stuck in a grudge, Got a female lawyer and she fucking the judge I was once told, that you reap what you sow And a, the scent of weed always seep in your clothes And a, it`s Quiet Money so we speaking in codes Like, why should I trust ya?, nigga, I`m a hustler I`m a hustler, not by choice (4x) [Animal] Unh, Yo, Jesus Christ yo, he just nice Like a ginszu blade nigga, he just slice And get y`all out the game, dog, it`s not long Anybody can spit, faggot, but can you make a hot song? You`re not wrong, like Biggie said you`re dead wrong Need to get your flow tight, gotta get your head strong Watch us, the way we floss up in coat lockers Walk right past security, flippin` poppers Like what? who the fuck gon` stop us? Y`all wait until the summer, when this fucking album drop us I know y`all hate it, because y`all flows outdated You finished as an artist and I finally made it But I paid my dues, in this game patiently waited Niggas ain`t gimme shit, I had to take it It`s A dot, all year `round I stay hot Nigga I play not, ride thru you`re block in that grey drop They call me headhunter, the head is all I aim for The top spot nigga, what you think I came for? These words touch you, cut you open like a chainsaw And now you`re your man is like, what y`all said his name for? Fucking hustler, motherfucking Animal I`m a hustler, not by choice (5x) I`m a hustler I`m a hustler
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