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Hustle N Life

by 4Mat B

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  • English (English)
  • Français (French)
  • Español (Spanish)

Yeah baby babe where you were C'mon c'mon C'mon c'mon Aha I'm hustlin' every day, tryna get more money Life's tough, never mind, im grinding every morning Blood in my eyes, money sweet like honey Chasin' all dreams, my goals and my ambition I got my eyes on the goal, cos I have a mission More money, more honey, when you nail the game No pain no gain, what the elders say I realize no choice but to play the game Never blame anyone for misery So I got double up, tryna spread the love With my little hommies always by my side So I dedicate this one to every niggaz in the hood Where the struggles and pain is never understood To those that passed and passed on in the struggles To every single mother in the house Raising all the kids all alone In this stormy journey, where our dreams collide We battle every day, ridding in the tides Through the ups and downs, we never choose to side In this hood, we stand strong, fighting side by side To the fallen soldiers, may your soul rest in peace Your lovely memory in our heart'll never cease exist As we keep on striving for that inner peace I'd rather choose to hustle, rise and conquer the rubble Never drain in my struggle, respect the code, it's subtle Let me handle the trouble, never fumble or tussle Nobody play with my money, I show the love to my homie I'd rather choose to hustle, rise and conquer the rubble Never drain in my struggle, respect the code, it's subtle Let me handle the trouble, never fumble or tussle Nobody play with my money, I show the love to my homie Stop the jealousy and envy, From the corner to the blocks, where the stories unfold We're Brothers and sisters with the hearts of gold Rising above the odds, let the truth be told We're resilient and strong, that's a fact to book We're in this hood where our stories are sold The highest bidder win the race on mutherfucking Snitchas They always want ditch us cos they are jealous bitching us On the things we got but the Blessings from God will never cease to end Wheres the humanity Hustle show more love, I guess you know Fuck the fake love, everywhere you go Real homie makes you feel good no matter what you do Yeah Real homie makes you feel good no matter what you do I'd rather choose to hustle, rise and conquer the rubble Never drain in my struggle, respect the code, it's subtle Let me handle the trouble, never fumble or tussle Nobody play with my money, I show the love to my homie I'd rather choose to hustle, rise and conquer the rubble Never drain in my struggle, respect the code, it's subtle Let me handle the trouble, never fumble or tussle Nobody play with my money, I show the love to my homie Yeah You know sometimes I just want to be alone Wanna think about my life

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