Bronze Nazareth, Recognize Ali and Kurt Solid - Hustler's Faith

Crack sell coke sell dope by the motel
c real walking dead and I'm Rick off telegraph
White collar blue collar really need the math
When it's hard to breathe and they been at your neck
Humble thyself if you want the check
Cause they ain't coming they don't want to help
You gotta thug it can't do nothing else
Held Coke on bus routes couldn't afford to Lyft

Yeah Faith of a hustler which is all I see
Mind of a G I stack a dollar signs in my sleep
cin't nothing sweet cold where I'm from nigga soak the heat
If it's beef the gorgeous Nina sweep you off your feet
Trust need a fix I got a load of drugs
Niggas always get this work like I'm loaded lux
Dope as fuck Good to scorch put your toasters up
Now you stuck in the Cobra clutch
You know what's up

But in the end it all comes together In due time
Drummer said the real gon be around since 05 and that's real
You know it all come together like blow
Break it down and put it all back together you know
Crosstown out of town it blow
Round the town by the mound in the crown you know
That profit stupid
But you gotta make it make sense
Cause they gon cook you
If they book you

Iller than most they label me goat
I see a lot wearing bulk after pedaling Coke
These niggas is jokes We yearnin for growth
c motivational speaker and yeah I'm selling them hope
Doing numbers all these checks valid
Street scholar motherfucker never went college
Word Recognize peace to Kurt Solid
Bronzeman green Nazareth nigga do the knowledge

Written by:
CURTIS SOLOMON II, JUSTIN CROSS, NII ADAMAFIO

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