UglyFace - Hustle By My Lonely

Hustle by my lonely
Need no other man
Notice how my hand wash my other hand
Yeah, they know the gang, not my government
Yeah they know the gang, not the government.
Notice how my hand wash my other hand
Hustle by my lonely
Need no other man
Yeah, they know the gang, not my government
Yeah, they know the gang, not the government

The job don’t care what you go through
You should pray to god
Cuz the gov ain’t got you
They Been enslaved the poor
We been at war
The allure of breaking the law
so hard to ignore
We Eat what they feed on the screen
We weak while they feed on the green
Popeye spinach
Alright keep talkin like this
Police gone arrive in 5 minutes
You in debt we in vvs
80s Golf gold BBS
Tryna see checks
Rest come direct
R n r cuz
our resolve
Was private jet
impressed cuz you got money
Come correct if it’s less you not fuckin on me
You too steep I need eth
reach in other countries
Whole world must be lonely
With the shit she charge me
Hustle instagram
Niggas It’s a bundle
For the flick wit fam
Talking billion
This ain’t liquid damn
Ego need a hundred xans
You is cap
should be capped
All of that for a Ford Explorer
It’s a fuckin wrap

Hustle by my lonely
Need no other man
Notice how my hand wash my other hand
Yeah, they know the gang, not my government
Yeah they know the gang, not the government.
Notice how my hand wash my other hand
Hustle by my lonely
Need no other man
Yeah, they know the gang, not my government
Yeah, they know the gang, not the government

How you put your hands on my supper, then?
Bout to catch these hands
Hoppin out sedans
I can fold a few bands in my hand
Fuck the government man
They can’t catch my other hand
Flip a coin
Wager, You lose and land where you land
There’s a time and place for commonplace
And that’s not me
They wanna put my face on posters
Dog
But that’s not me
I couldn’t care about an opposition
I don’t see
Gimme Diamonds behind
The Time on my wrist
I’m Tired as a bitch
I’m Humble n shit
pitchin a fit
Tired of rent
So tired I’m tyrant again
Screaming bout ownership
Give me dough till I own a ship
Parking these cars
Next to these stars
Sittin on mars,
Fuck us job
Hustlin for life and some mods
How you skip the plan on a brothaman?
Who you think you playin wit, you buggin
I come from 500 years of suffering
We went from sharpening spears to hustling

I dont need him
I dont need her
I mastered everything all by myself
Did thee imposible all with no help
They say they balling i really cant tell
Im feeling fine
Im doing swell
Them is my pockets
I need Benadryl
off of his rocker
He dodging a deal
Tap dancing on a mine field
How you scared to chase your dreams
But hating on me homay
Im the wave thats no cap and i aint talking Promade
Heads or tails it don’t matter ill still blow like coltrain
And if i fail ya baby momma still be talking bout me
Hoe
Shut the
fuck
up
And drop yo ass up on that flow
She got them yams
Put a nigga in a Twilight zone
You see them bright light
And right swipes
You too slow
Im on the road
Them long night
Never lost sight
I got goals
I don’t fit that mold
Egotisticooooool
To me its not a phase
I do this everyday
To you its difficuuuuuullltt
Tipi tal tipitang
Love the way my diamonds sang
When i come around they do that dink dink dink dink dink thang

Written by:
AARON TEMPLE, ANDRE MOSLEY, ARIC JONES, KEVIN FARPELLA

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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