Ben Al - Hustlin lyrics

Hustlin, We Hustlin Hustlin, We Hustlin Change the song if you dont f** wit it This for n***as who done it and f**in love the sh** Hustlin, We Hustlin Hustlin, We Hustlin Change the song if you dont f** wit it This for n***as who done it and f**in love the sh** Hustlin, We Hustlin Hustlin, We Hustlin [Verse 1: Ben Al] Hustle hard, keep my heart out my hustle And my mind above the law, and listen more than I talk But When I talk keep it subtle, even inside my huddle Thats a shame though unfortunately thats just how the game go World filled with fakes friends and cops in everyday clothes So I lay low/ making cash/ breaking bad Work in a winnebago, burn phones in the trash I'm Big Daddy Cool sour diesel Kevin Nash And I can middleman white, got a Senor in a Ciudad And for the right price, I can meet you by the Rio Grande And Ima charge twice, and Ima take half But it's so low, you won't know and probably won't ask I ain't tryin to get life, I'm just tryin to get cash Quick trip down and back then it's back to the pad and the pen At the pad not the pen if that makes sense to ya If so, then I can make more moolah Yea tell me I ain't that n***a, tell me I ain't that rapper Other n***as history and n***a I'm the next chapter Hustle everyday just for somethin in my bread basket Tried out rap and hell I wasn't half bad at it Ben Al/ Ballin Hard/ other n***as grab-a**in I think I'm the best so I took a f**in crack at it Pimpin in a track suit, b**hes call me Cat Daddy f** you attitude, I guess that's why you mad at me [Chorus] Hustlin, We Hustlin Hustlin, We Hustlin Change the song if you dont f** wit it This for n***as who done it and f**in love the sh** Hustlin, We Hustlin Hustlin, We Hustlin [Verse 2: Ben Al] Wasn't really bout that life, till the end of draft night Right after the last pick, Mohammed changed back quick To Ca**ius, realizing I had to make me some cash quick Smoked it over and got a couple quotes before the last hit Laid low and spent a couple months out in Daygo All about the truth you couldn't dare me to say no Except when I have no clue, like "officer I told you I've got no clue, bout who I've gone through or sold to" Like I'm just another n***a with no cooth Naming off who's who to someone with no proof I'm just a n***a wit a brain and nothin to lose Runnin with only a few, none of them Sammy the bulls So I'm cool, Plus we live by a handful of rules Be about your business, lie to badges and b**hes Never ask for permission, only ask for forgiveness And we takin zero prisoners on the road to the riches Mad at me cause the sh** I want's supplied by yall needs Then buy a GaGa CD and she out here wearing raw meat It's kids starvin and if Angelina Jolie doesnt Adopt them They'll die but it's kids starvin in harlem, But That's a different argument Point is, she hittin the red carpet in this But what we sayin bout weed is whats harmful to kids? So don't start with the sh** cause you motherf**ers pissin me off, pardon my french [Chorus]