Explizit Content - A Hustler's Story lyrics

[Intro: Explizit Content] Yeah, we all have a story, you know what I'm saying? (I do too) This is a story of a kid, might even be someone you know (uh huh) So check it out, here we go [Chorus: Explizit Content] No matter who we are, we need love the same We look for things, hope they cover the pain We all want the dream, turn our struggle to glory So sit back while I tell a hustler's story [Verse 1: Explizit Content] Born March 15th, year was eighty eight Sweetest little kid with the baby face Like every other child, yeah he made some errors Not having his pops turned him into a terror His moms was there, he thought she supported him Til he heard her saying she wished she aborted him Grew up alone so he couldn't talk it through Every day same gear that he'd rock to school Felt embarra**ed with the same socks and shoes Other kids in his cla**, he felt horrible They'd push him around and they'd call him names Kept it inside, no one saw his pain To be a dope boy was his fantasy Mad dough and b**hes under his canopy Product of environment, what he learned was crack Got a taste of the fast life, he never turned back [Chorus] [Verse 2: Explizit Content] Started to fight back if someone looked at him wrong So much stress had him hooked on his bong His only role models were the crooks on the songs So he never expected to get booked for his wrongs On the block every day, starting making heavy pay New whips, fly gear, on his merry way The girls who taunted him, sh** now they wanted him But still a part of him, wondered where his father been Not appealing to catch feelings, truth he was concealing Game spit went over they head like a ceiling Took his heart and blocked it, grabbed a key and locked it Trapped in the jungle, and he wanted to stop it Get out the city life, move down to the tropics Profit was the topic, money in his pocket His only protection, in a world with no affection Capitalist system, down the wrong direction [Chorus] [Verse 3: Explizit Content] Leading like a principal, made him feel invincible He had his dream, but still he'd feel miserable Tears would come, he couldn't hold em in Saw his mistake, asked God atone his sin Kept going in the game, without showing his pain They was knowing his fame, not his soul or his name Wanted out but didn't know the way to start Should've listened to his teachers, he was way too smart Should've stayed out the park, where he used to blaze up and spark And the dames after dark, he would play with their hearts Cause his was still frozen, deep down it was golden Ain't know where he was going on the road he had chosen Went straight for his gat, in the safe with his cash Ain't know what to do, his heart racing fast Felt f**ing alone, a few cups of Patron Put the gun in his hand right up to his dome