Lyrics:
struggle! h
Fair-weather friend, and family
I got my agility, wit ma fortitude
Fuck your attitude
I got ma fortitude
ama hustler, I with ma agility
I won
Yeah
Yeah
Fritz boy you send them
Beats mane I send em right back
Let's do it
I say this the way I kick it
Now everybody dig it
I be spiffy from my
on the news, we made him famous (famous)
Please proceed with caution, Gucci Mane them armed and dangerous (and dangerous)
I hangout with felons, we don't never
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
I'm coming out
Bow, bow, bow
Man down, click clack
Who your man now, know you heard 'bout Gucci Mane than what 'bout lettin' that thang sound
You
know that I'm off the glass
Representing so so we making that cash
It's a little pup now everybody want to be hustlers
Earned my stripes from
Why would you cross the boss
Know you gon take a loss
Yea i got flava bitch
You will get lost in the sauce
No I'm not Gucci mane
But these Gucci's
noise like Pootie Tang (what?)
Nigga, my heart so icy, I'm like Shiesty, I'm like Gucci Mane
I'm down to a four a day, dirty water, Louie Ray
These
Picture myself a old man a OG
Some niggas will conversate with lairs
All day time pass
(Nah lemme start somethin' else)
Soul on ice death threats given by
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
V-Nasty and Gucci Mane
All the ice on my hands got my fingers cold
Call me Snoop Dogg, I don't finger roll
[Chorus]
rims
Presidential Rolex, two carat diamonds with the stone gems
Pockets filled with Gucci leather wallets designed by Gucci
Parlay in restaurants,
on the next land
I'm the white Gucci Mane with a spray tan
Big bottles don't wait, you shouldn't too
What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes, no wedding
pissed for too long
A player in this game mane, and I was built to be strong
Gucci this and Gucci that, and I ain't trying to hear it
And I ain't trying
ain't runnin wit it
Puttin food in my stomach wit it
Might do a lil stuntin wit it
Mane the early bird he late
When he show up gk ate
I been posted by
on the edge got me sitting by the Beach
I'm from the desert lil homie
Where we drop you for some keys
All black Benz w the cold leather seats
Theres Uzi in
I'm on a mission to run up the money cant stop it for nobody
I got that drip and it's all on the floor cant mop it for nobody
Hustler by nature it's
entertain you
You can riddle the gaps
I'm not your favorite murfucker mane I told u ion cap
When I was trapping in the rain
2018 was the start
Now m taking
I don’t know what they think we’re doing mane
All we’re doing is Worldwide Winning
Most!
The grind to the top don’t stop, we’re never giving up,
stay away from them koalas
I'm a hustler get up early
Got no time for all them stallers
Reminding everyone on top
You could fall like the towers
So this
H town mane what's happening
Trill Texas in this motherfucking dawg
Aye came from the bottom I shouldn't be here
Came from the bottom I shouldn't be
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