[Chorus]
I'm a hustla
I strive. Cuz I'm a hustla (x7)
(Edited) wanna see me fall
Y'all n***** don't wanna see me ball
Haters hatin' hard cuz of the way I play my cards
Krayzie scrape the yard
And I'm takin' it all
It's like I hit 'em hard
I kill 'em
Dead, diminished, enough said
Mr. Dont-Trust-Feds
The reason we got that hard life
Cuz we truth and y'all not real
Spit at the youth when I'm in the booth
100 proof
This is what we do, know what I mean?
I'm a temped out hip hop hustla, man
They say that n**** is really skinny but muscle the game
Don't even want no more fame
Just right the check and (edited)
Show me love cuz I'm fresh than the best in here
And try to bomb us but they can't stop my glow
They shotty shock 'em ever time
I probably follow with the 4-4
I might not be in the scene but I'm always in the picture
Still I shine so my life is like where my ghetto mixer?
[Chorus]
They wonder how I'm so appealin' and I'm still in for the killin'
I'm warnin' ya
It ain't no issue
We official
But when its time to handle business
We warriors
Yes. I'm a survivor, grinder, struggler, striver, real provider
Can make it happen like MacGyver
Entrepreneur. Ain't nothin' to it
I'm a riser
Shook all them busters that never thought I'd ever wise up
Game, I been on the runnin' before I recognize game
I see it comin' and keep it pushin' my way
Stay sucker free if I can
I don't even want them haters to shake my hand
If it ain't about no dollas
Nope, no need to holla
So don't even bother
Don't even waste my time
Cuz I done come up from the bottom
Nop, grew up without no dough
Sometimes I hate my life
[Chorus]
One hundred dolla bills
I'm addicted to scrill, y'all
Just can't get out the game (You can't win)
All you can do is maintain
Do what you gotta do, do
You gotta look after you
Get your grind on, if you a hustla (x4)
Don't get too close to them suckas or bustas
We gotta make sure they respect the true thugstas
My time, my grind, I'm trying to find my shine today
Subtractin' all distractions out my way
So come on now and give me some real love
And get some money with the real thugs
Now watch me creep up on a riot
You gotta get yours
I gotta get mine
[Chorus]
I'm a hustla
I strive. Cuz I'm a hustla (x7)
(Edited) wanna see me fall
Y'all n***** don't wanna see me ball
Haters hatin' hard cuz of the way I play my cards
Krayzie scrape the yard
And I'm takin' it all
It's like I hit 'em hard
I kill 'em
Dead, diminished, enough said
Mr. Dont-Trust-Feds
The reason we got that hard life
Cuz we truth and y'all not real
Spit at the youth when I'm in the booth
100 proof
This is what we do, know what I mean?
I'm a temped out hip hop hustla, man
They say that n**** is really skinny but muscle the game
Don't even want no more fame
Just right the check and (edited)
Show me love cuz I'm fresh than the best in here
And try to bomb us but they can't stop my glow
They shotty shock 'em ever time
I probably follow with the 4-4
I might not be in the scene but I'm always in the picture
Still I shine so my life is like where my ghetto mixer?
[Chorus]
They wonder how I'm so appealin' and I'm still in for the killin'
I'm warnin' ya
It ain't no issue
We official
But when its time to handle business
We warriors
Yes. I'm a survivor, grinder, struggler, striver, real provider
Can make it happen like MacGyver
Entrepreneur. Ain't nothin' to it
I'm a riser
Shook all them busters that never thought I'd ever wise up
Game, I been on the runnin' before I recognize game
I see it comin' and keep it pushin' my way
Stay sucker free if I can
I don't even want them haters to shake my hand
If it ain't about no dollas
Nope, no need to holla
So don't even bother
Don't even waste my time
Cuz I done come up from the bottom
Nop, grew up without no dough
Sometimes I hate my life
[Chorus]
One hundred dolla bills
I'm addicted to scrill, y'all
Just can't get out the game (You can't win)
All you can do is maintain
Do what you gotta do, do
You gotta look after you
Get your grind on, if you a hustla (x4)
Don't get too close to them suckas or bustas
We gotta make sure they respect the true thugstas
My time, my grind, I'm trying to find my shine today
Subtractin' all distractions out my way
So come on now and give me some real love
And get some money with the real thugs
Now watch me creep up on a riot
You gotta get yours
I gotta get mine
[Chorus]