OG Twelve & Lino - Hustlers Influence

I asked my cousin what he wanna be, he said a hustler
His Pop locked up and his momma dude is a buster
He grew up looking up to me, I never been a sucker
I tell him get the money, but never fold for nothin'

I asked my cousin what he wanna be, he said a hustler
His Pop locked up and his momma dude's a buster
He grew up looking up to me, I never been a sucker
I tell him get the money but never fold for nothin'

Drug Unit, NC
IS, been under investigation
Agree to not make a statement, and then I sign the paper
Y'all gone have to do y'all job, make em earn what they payin'
One of the few real ones left, cause I done learned niggas fakin'
I don't lay down bitch I stand up, I learned that shit as an infant
I'm Brady and the Patriots, they just hate I keep winnin'
The money come in dirty, we washing it like the dishes
You would think my accountant the waterman how he rinse it
I'm standin' on the building like a gargoyle villain
Gotta wait til it boil before you put the jar in it
It's gone seep through your pores, wear your gloves when cut it
Piss dirty like a junkie, but really you a dummy
Pimps, drug dealers, and killers, all my momma uncles
So imma beat the game until I leave wit bloody knuckles
Frank Lucas was the man, he had an addict for a brother
You influenced by the high, I got influenced by the hustle

I asked my cousin what he wanna be, he said a hustler
His Pop locked up and his momma dude is a buster
He grew up looking up to me, I never been a sucker
I tell him get the money, but never fold for nothin'

I asked my cousin what he wanna be, he said a hustler
His Pop locked up and his momma dude's a buster
He grew up looking up to me, I never been a sucker
I tell him get the money but never fold for nothin'

I'm motivated by the money, influenced by the hustle
Quarterback of my team, so we all in a huddle
I'm at concrete roads, I emerge from the rubble
Gotta learn to play yo hand, it's all in the shuffle
Crackers hoppin' out of vans, we jumpin' fences doin hurdles
They kick the door on the spot I'm going straight to the toilet
Flushing everythang, cocaine to Mary Jane
Took a nigga downtown for question, I never sang
It's a code of the street, if you sew it then you reap
It's life and death in the tongue, so be careful what you speak
All I needed was a plug and now we got em for cheap
I'm that type of nigga bring my sand to the beach
If I ever fall off, bitch I land on my feet
Any given moment hunnid bags at my reach
Keys open doors, I'm talkin presidential suites
When you was tryna be Jordan, I was tryna be Meech nigga

I asked my cousin what he wanna be, he said a hustler
His Pop locked up and his momma dude is a buster
He grew up looking up to me, I never been a sucker
I tell him get the money, but never fold for nothin'

I asked my cousin what he wanna be, he said a hustler
His Pop locked up and his momma dude's a buster
He grew up looking up to me, I never been a sucker
I tell him get the money but never fold for nothi

Written by:
Desmond Graham, Tavarius West

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