Stalley - Midwest Hustler lyrics

[Verse 1] 20 gold rose pockets full of coke Rubber band knots fist full of notes Send a starter run the [?] like the carter Push the bu*ton from the Porsche a Chevy startup High beam put it in drive then light the Ganja Fresh wash when we ride up on ya Pretty women chose They just wanna sit and cruise I told her grab a friend like ma girls are coming too [Verse 2] Cuban flooded in Jewls got dweller on the wrist Multiscale leather sit but still smelling like a brick Powder in my nails piling up by the inch 8-balls and quarters soft hauled your orders How would you like to flip Balls for everybody The streets get a gift I rolls for everybody Streets take a sniff hustler till I'm stiff Black Rolls out the back roads Crack a seat and it's [Verse 3] Steady are you ready Are you ready What's going on What's going on Steady are you ready Are you ready What's going on Tell me what's going on Even you know when I'm around hustlers Without feelings or pimps or whatever They still have some type of family values, morals So even if I speak about the d** or the violence or whatever It's still always something that speaks to my conscience About reminding people of the good and the bad And the outcome that comes with these responsibilities Gold rush air Feel the melody that's in the air Oh yeah I'm [?] All this for now What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on