Substance - Husslin' текст песни

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Chorus

husslin, grindin, gettin our paper up!
(repeats)


I'm husslin I'm grindin
I'm puttin in work I'm goin overtime whit it
Plus I got that work if you into line sniffin
I got fish scale , go head rip your stomach line in
I go so hard like I'm out my mind whit it
Fuck what it cost lil nigger I can buy it
Plus I got that iron so homey what you eye'n
If I was you I wouldn't die over diamonds
When I lift up the mattress you see all the stacks on the bed
Hustler magic , you see that I'm stackin my bread
Spendin stacks on the threads
Classic apparel, hatin how dare you,
Put a couple of stacks on his head
You think it's just rhymin you can get consignment
Loan for a couple zips I can get you financed
Yeah it's nuthin I'm accustomed to the customs
I cross the border with the order this is what you call husslin

Chorus

I'm out here grindin and shinin givin a fuck about diamonds
If u grew up how I grew up then you know that that's nothing
If you grew up how I grew up couldn't afford to be nothing
Too much money in the streets for me to not have something
I'm proof enough to turn nothing into something
Then turn a lil something to a whole bunch of money
Then turn a bunch of money to a big empire
And from there set the whole universe on fire

Mr. murder glove man they don't do it like I
Not just the South side the whole mid-West mine
Don't got my watch on but u know it's my time
No time for talkin I say "moneys on my mind"
Since time is money I ain't got time for bullshit
Get the fuck from me if you stayin on sum broke shit
I don't mean the whine's or bums on the corner
You hustle on phonics get your ass off the corner
Man I'm husslin


Chorus



I'm hard to stop cause my brakes is soft
Nowadays I don't shop I just rape the mall
And if I catch a case I got lawyer cake 4 sure
Always keep my feet set so I can take the charge
You started cookin in a pot now you seein the limelight
Your lifestyle's hot that don't mean that you rhyme nice
I'll pull up on your block plug in my mike line
And watch me eat emcees morning to nighttime
I'm Mr. Invisible I breeze through our city whit a pretty young thing whit me
And I be low key wanna gun slang whit me
It's cool I'm from SP nigger you can't kill me
Been grindin since a young age
Husslin on the block became acquired
To the gun blaze
Some say it's a trip to hell whit a one way ticket
But we live this life we stuck in it and we husslin



Chorus




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