Bou - For Hustlers Only

Bou
And I swear nobody hustle harder
Yea
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
Go ahead put me in your Top five underrated
Might've pulled a couple cards but I never hated
I ain't always have the money had to get acquainted
Is he a real dope dealer or an entertainer?
I'm a legend in the making with the pen and paper
Steady moving up the ranking staying dedicated
You don't appreciate your freedom till you get it taken
Ain't no point in having dreams if you never chase it
Graduated from the block still bussin' down rocks
Still down to knock a nigga out his muhfuckin socks
Still setting up shop still buying new glocks
Running with them niggas that been thuggin from the start
Heard they wanna see me give it up
Fuck that, turn my city up
Real heavy like a semi truck
On a lil DC backstreet ran fifty up (Racks)
You could never be me you ain't lit enough
Dope boy new scale need batteries
All I do is get the money why they mad at me?
Sneak dissers online they ain't at'n me
If I was broke it'd be a muhfuckin tragedy
One to two do it magically
Move smart use strategy
Came up did it gradually
Picture real with out tagging me?
Hustle hard man that shit in my anatomy
I went from broke to a brick on the table
Servin' that shit that go straight up the nasal
Lord only know all the risks I been taking
I'm practicing keeping my distance from satan
Look at how far I done came with no label
They think imma rapper I'm trapping like Rayful
Niggas is cap and these bitches ungrateful
I hopped out the cradle got straight to them pesos its Bou
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This is not for the robbers not for the rappers
Not for the scammers and not for the actors
This for my dawgs with the raw gettin active
Hustlers trappers not for the cappers
Still re-ing up got racks in the mattress
Ride with the real no daps for the catfish
Even if I get picked last in the draft
Shit I'll still count cash with a half brick in traffic
Someone tell em that the real still in it
Few speed bumps but the wheels still spinning
Heart so cold ain't feel in a minute
Cause the real gettin killed and the fake still living
Long live Nip he gon still give me hope
He ain't never gon die cause he lived what he wrote
Been up for a minute but I'm still living broke
Cause it's all money in till the mills in a row
But I don't talk too much I just buy and sell
I done turned gentrifiers into clientele
Let the streets speak for me I ain't tryna yell
Cause all the loud niggas die or they fry in jail
If them scams ain't hittin nigga buy a scale
I been killin rap niggas they ain't find the shells
I been sticking to the code stay reaching for my goals
Imma make it on my soul only time will tell
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only
This for my hustlers only

Written by:
Boubacar Barry

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