Keep Me Hustlin
(专辑: Gangland Landlord - 2018)
[Mozzy:] Buying bubbles, selling stones was the
easy route Mama stressing, it's a
blessing just to see her smile Preaching prison prevention but couldn't keep me out Came to visit, this ain't how I
want you see your child Chiefing loud, thinking back on how you kicked me out It tripped me out but I
just wiggled, you was wigging out I'm in your house at 25, sleeping on the
couch Told me get a
job, I
said I
got it figured out They see me down, ain't no way I
let 'em keep me down Look around, things different ma, we peachy now We eating now, this that shit I
used to dream about We on this baggage claim tour, you can keep the
clout When you rise above the
madness, pull your people out Too many claim to be the
plug for it to be a
drought Family come before the
fetty, ain't no keeping count The
family come before the
fetty, ain't no keeping count Every nigga that started with me was starving with me I
was trapped in them trenches rocking a
bald glizzy Gave my granny a
hundred before I
bought a
Bentley Traumatic pain in my features, they say it compliment me The
consequences is fatal if you don't rock a
yeeky My geographics is greezy, they don't believe in Jesus Keep a
distance from leeches, that ought to teach you something Two little girls, that's what keep me hustling I'm thinking Rollies when that backend clear I
refuse to end up back on the
tier, my biggest fear It's been back to back, losing my peers over the
years Conversate with Gracie and Mil like I
can hear 'em This shit serious, that yeeky is mandatory, period I
had to learn from experience, crime boss appearance Chase the
luggage and secure it, probably blow it later She don't want to see you with no paper then that ho a
hater Checking on you when I
call, nigga I
don't want no favor Checking on you when I
call, nigga don't want no favor You ain't really tryna ball, nigga don't want no paper You ain't body nothing, niggas ain't on they gangster Remember I
came from nothing, it was slummy for me The
city finally crowned me king, all these diamonds on me Ayy I'll die for one of mines, it's only righteous on me And I
advise you not to try me homie, yeah Every nigga that started with me was starving with me I
was trapped in them trenches rocking a
bald glizzy Gave my granny a
hundred before I
bought a
Bentley Traumatic pain in my features, they say it compliment me The
consequences is fatal if you don't rock a
yeeky My geographics is greezy, they don't believe in Jesus Keep a
distance from leeches, that ought to teach you something Two little girls, that's what keep me hustling [Rexx Life Raj:] My mama pray I
keep the
sin away Can't say I
believe in prayer, but she be praying anyway Why the
system set up to put my niggas away? When every risk we take is just to put it on the
dinner plate And feed the
fam, we're in a
famine Risking freedom just to get established Peas in the
pod, peas in the
package Why I
only talk to God when I
hope it's landing? How selfish, I'm sick of the
feeling of feeling helpless I'm sick of the
fear, niggas is jealous I'm sick of feeling we only go as far as they let us We sick of niggas who get some money and then forget us Tryna play the
game and you gon' play yourself You can't save nobody 'til you save yourself Save yourself