Geech - Hustle Sold Separately

My mama begging me to stop smoking say it's gone be the death of me
But I can't leave that shit alone mama I be stressing
Look niggas ain't want to believe me but I got the recipe
I can give you the game for free hustle sold separately
Red light green light is you gone go & get it
Green guys in my sight ima go & get it
Look niggas ain't want to believe me but I got the recipe
I can give you the game for free hustle sold separately

You know they say you learn some new everyday
Geech Be Preaching pull on me I'm having service on a Tuesday
Bitch was tripping getting in my business trying to find out where I stay
Please don't get offended if I send you directions to the motel 8
Seen too many lose they life cause they was moving wrong
Tried to put you up on game but you ain't listen damn what you be on
If we can't get on the same page then I'm moving on
Receiving all my blessings right wide open like I'm Julio Jones
I still see the bigger picture on my bad day
From the bottom to the top I'm going north yeah that way
I got to make some shake real soon yeah the fast way
Went to war to run it up in my kit rubber bands & some bandaids

My mama begging me to stop smoking say it's gone be the death of me
But I can't leave that shit alone mama I be stressing
Look niggas ain't want to believe me but I got the recipe
I can give you the game for free hustle sold separately
Red light green light is you gone go & get it
Green guys in my sight ima go & get it
Look niggas ain't want to believe me but I got the recipe
I can give you the game for free hustle sold separately

Keep on doing what you doing salt kill snails not a player
Give it time that's all it take for the truth to reveal
Whole time niggas been plotting just hoping I fail
Done been through this shit before so it wasn't new to my ear
Run it up run it up like I'm a athlete
Got love for the game & the paper I'm so passionate
I got a dream like I am Martin King
I get mad when niggas don't make it I ain't gone lie that shit bother me
The hustle mean everything got to do what it take
They been sleep on the real for so long guess they immune to the fake
I wasn't making no noise at first now you can Google my tape
On some money shit not no monkey shit Geech done turned into a ape

My mama begging me to stop smoking say it's gone be the death of me
But I can't leave that shit alone mama I be stressing
Look niggas ain't want to believe me but I got the recipe
I can give you the game for free hustle sold separately
Red light green light is you gone go & get it
Green guys in my sight ima go & get it
Look niggas ain't want to believe me but I got the recipe
I can give you the game for free hustle sold separately

Written by:
Rickey Patrick

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