Jaymo Money - Soul Of A Hustler (feat. Slim Inflo)

At last what had hold of me has no control of me
We need the vast majority of the mass accordingly
Mondem kept a strap in the sofa upholstery
Can't bridge this gap to this Floacist like half of Floetry
Y'all better Start recording me 'stead of reporting me
Was Left resorted to retort what was never told to me
Can't forget recall when da ball was never thrown to me
Feeling like Jodeci with this strap come and talk to me
Demons of my hells past don't pass they still haunting me
Grieving over hell's tags with the price they still charging me
30 bands with no plans stood no chance with that robbery
Shit was like a movie for real
No pun Intended
I don't really see why to burn bridges if we all gettin' money
Niggas heading through the dark with no help when it's sunny
That shit don't brighten up my day or stop the growling when I'm hungry
Finally found a way to stop my ways from gettin' money
'Cause I'm a wolf and need meat for my tummy
If it's beef then I love it save your speech for the public
Flame on so if it's heat then I'll touch it
No heart for it then don't bother eat if you can't stomach it
If the work ain't yours then why you fronting it
He fronted it to you and now you can't pay him back for it
That ain't the soul but a death of hustler
40 next to me right wen I sleep rest as a hustler
Aside from my fams I stayed next to a hustler
Showed me the in and outs and how to get respect from a hustler 'mayne
We all reap what we sow hustling's a living so without it then my life on hold

Like trains I'm on tracks but never crash or derail
Stuck behind these bars I was denied bail
Kept my head up to the stars praying I never fail
But life is like a movie it's far from a fairytale
Ain't no happy ending guaranteed
So until the credits roll 'Ima roll weed
It's really all I need
For the green I'm a fiend
On my way to the top I shall rise like steam
Prepared for nightmares I'm chasing my dreams
But I can't sleep I gotta catch up for real
Life moving too fast no time to chill
On the highway see my future through the windshield
So I check my blindspots, both hands on the wheel
I'm in control I just hope I don't crash
My foot was on the break now It's mashed on the gas
Looking in my rear view reflecting on my past

Written by:
Mario D'Rozario, Ricardo D'Rozario

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