Ca**idy - Diary Of A Hustler lyrics

[Intro] Da Hustla Larsiny Family The Diary of a Hustla Yeah [Verse] Don't believe this n***a hustlin', this n***a bluffin' Look him in his eyes, the only time he cookin' pies is in a kitchen oven He a born liar, I'm on fire like the piff I'm puffin' I'm hot so I'm 'bout to blow, volcanic eruption This dude fake so his fake a** betta break-fast 'fore he get his food ate like a Egg McMuffin He ain't the only n***a f**in' that chick he cuffin' Yup and homie dick ain't the only dick she s**in' I'll scrape his wife, but I'll take ya life Cause she could barely take the pipe She told me I need a dick reduction I'm so official I let her blow the whistle Then send her home to you so she can kiss you That sh** disgustin' n***as frontin' like they straight pimpin' I take women to the telly and get it jumpin' like Blake Griffin I'm on point like Chris Paul When she taste that Ace or that Crystal, she cut like a jigsaw The kid ball, so you mad as f** But I let the gat blow at yo afro, give you a Ca**ie cut I'm tired of rap n***as actin' tough Yup, I rap but I been actin' up since I came out my daddy nuts I'm on my grind, I do not sleep Too much adrenaline, my heart pumps insulin, b**h I'm not sweet But you a sweetie, you got diabetes So you easily coulda died, your sugar high I rap a verse, if that don't work I'mma cook a pie Or try to make a dollar bill sellin Molly pills Even though I know that somebody will prolly squeal I'mma still push weight like a n***a that body build And everybody real, they say they trigga blow But I doubt them n***as know how catchin' a body feel If a prick say that he don't snitch, he prolly will Snitchin' on my clique will prolly get somebody k**ed For real I'm placin a damn order The next day that saw comin across the damn border You ain't seen the sh** that I seen There's a big difference between gettin a man slaughtered And manslaughter And you don't want them goons kidnappin your damn daughter Tyin yo damn son up if that money don't come up I'm tryin'-I'm tryin' come up So I run around from when the sun goes down Till the f**in' sun come up Them Molly crystals f**in' my damn tongue up And the dutch that I'm puffin' f**in' my damn lung up But don't compare me to these young bucks That ain't done much After we lock a** I'll whip they pop a** I'm your old head, you better show respect to me Definitely, 'fore I give you pussies a hysterectomy Ayo, none of these rap n***as could mess with me Them n***as is my sons, I'm 'bout to get a vasectomy Punchlines is my specialty Ever since I learned my ABC's Them C's couldn't F with me I'll pop ya a**, but I don't mean s**ually Cause my trigga finger itchin' like it got a STD All my lyrics is dumb You n***as p**y I'll put a hole in you, make yo period come (Haha) I still pop sh**, say a lot of hot sh** I got hits, I just ain't poppin 'cause I ain't got Swizz sh**, I chop bricks I can't give you stock tips But I can show you how to cut keys like a locksmith Pot whip then go to the block with rock bagged up Make the junkies grab up, then make yo money add up Yup, I wouldn't say I had bad luck But bad things can happen to good dudes doin' bad stuff But I never been shot or got stabbed up And even when I ain't had much I was still swagged up But you can't judge a book by its cover That's why I put together the Diary of a Hustla You can't-You can't judge a book by it's cover That's why I put together the Diary of a Hustla [Outro] I've been in this game for years But I'm feeling better than ever I'm in a whole 'nother bag right now I'm real co*ky with my sh** Cause I know n***as ain't f**ing with me I produced this track and I just tore that f** apart Y'all n***as better show me the respect I deserve 'Fore I smack the sh** out of one of you n***as man You already know what I'm reppin' Larsiny Family is in the buildin' Philly pistol venge is in the buildin' Shout out to my n***a Bishop Shout out to my n***a Chubby Swag Jack Shout out to my n***a Ar-Ab And shout out to all the real goons in the street that got respect for a n***a like me The Diary of a Hustla