[Verse 1:]
Keep it a thousand man
Ill show you what to do with them thousand grams
Sent from the kitchen as loud as a thousand pans
Soda sit the jacket she smoke the shit out of cans
Sayin [?] you need a plan
Gave my lil nigga some money Go buy some pots
Take my rental and dont f*ck around the stove is hot
Nigga why should I be playin with your hair the stove or not
F*ck you mean I aint answerin my phone? Your numbers blocked
If the folks hit the door right now my heart would stop
We in this bitch playin possum right now me and the blocks
Got a nigga rollin a spliff right now he round the block
Bout to play Bruce Lee on these bitches karate chop

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I hope my hustle dont offend nobody
I can give a f*ck what you think about me
You know I like to turn up at the spot
Act a fool with the money
G told me keep it low-key
Now I got the whole house smellin like smoke
And errythin coulda smoke a thousand Newports
Really no difference between money and the time
Thin line do it all cause I cant be broke
And nigga there was over right now you gotta get out her and get it
You a real one you gotta stay strong
Gave my house my cars my chain my fame
Nigga give me my scale and my phone
All I need it 4 zones

[Verse 2:]
Them gossipin and hatin just a few determination
I go crazy with that money Im a f*ckin mental patient
See I started as a youngin hustlin for a club fit
Spend your last fifteen hun you know that club shit
You fall off you get back cant give up that shit whack
I hear links on my cell I have blow in my nails
I hear hoes in my jeans I weigh bees on them beans
They had stamps on them things I rode bread we got [?]
Got them birdies in the attic countin currency in the basement
Aunty said theres somethin on her silverware cause she can taste it
And I aint goin nowhere you haters gotta face it
And if I lose it Lord Im on nigga I just need to basics

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[Verse 3:]
[?] ass hustler yeah Im tryna post up
Till I can come through in the land with the dozer
Hit it with that H2O then it froze up
Back when they was goin for the two fo had it sowed up
They pulled me with this nina in this strap it be a felony
If I get through with this nina on my lap Im livin heavenly
Speed ballin like this shit a sprint but this a marathon
Phone ringin all day and night like a telecom
If you a real hustler you gon get that he aint get it
If you a real hustler you know how to stay committed
Between me and you got tired of sleepin with them roaches
And I been havin flashback thats why a nigga focus

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