Stunnaman02 - Hustler

Aye Drez
We finna turn this shit up to another notch
These Mutha Fuckas need to stop playin with me

Bitch Remember how you treated me when I was coming up
Aye that was motivation head down im on a money hunt
Aye now you see I'm in shape, Flexin got my money up
Now you beggin tryna bargain tryna suck me for a tummy tuck

I just hit 1 time, Roll the dice, time to double up
Baby know that if she blow me down, then she gone bubble up
Nigga everybody got a gun, why you think the suckas up
Same niggas tryna run like sonic when it's time to knuckles up

Listen on the dead homies lil bitch you cannot fuck with us
I got my head on a swivel, why bitch because my numbers up
Cuz if I don't, they might just catch me skippin while I'm jumpin up
Shit I put my guard down they almost popped me playin double Dutch

I feel like Jordan when I bent the corner shit I had to double clutch
Fucked to crazy bitches at the same time now that's a double nut
I told baby life hard she got on knees and sucked it up
She got made cuz I'm hittin badder bitches guess I'm fuckin up

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

BRING IT BACK

Had to block you from my phone cuz I can't deal with yo vibrations
I just hit a money PR goin public with relations
Man I'm growin I done changed up how I deal with complications
I would tell you about it but shit you know Statue of Limitations

You might get kicked up out the Stu you tryna blow my my concentration
Baby sucked the water out my juice she had to use her concentration
And I done hit her auntie too aint this a fucked up generation
It's like you never been the shit you always deal with consti (sniff, Sniff)

Hold on shit, what's that's smell
Aye You steal like Elvis Presly and you look like what you smell
I'm a young black King and I ain't never been to jail
I'm a young black God hold on Nigga can't you tell

All the ice on me only time you see me yo in Hail
I like to grab Erika hair fuck her good until she yell
I'm like a wizard waive my wand make her cum it's like a spell
Aye mate, I thought you were gettin bread yo shit lookin kinda stale

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

BRING IT BACK

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Im ah H-U-S-T-L-E-R

Written by:
Jordan Gomes

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