[Verse 1:] Keep it a thousand man I'll show you what to do with them thousand grams Sent from the kitchen as loud as a thousand pans Soda sit the jacket, she smoke the shit out of cans Sayin' young you might have a business, you need a plan Gave my lil' nigga some money, "Go buy some pots" "Take my rental and don't fuck around, the stove is hot" Nigga why should I be playin' with your head, the stove or not Fuck you mean I ain't answerin' my phone? Your numbers blocked If the folks hit the door right now, my heart would stop We in this bitch playin' possum right now, me and the blocks Got a nigga rollin' a spliff right now, he round the block 'Bout to play Bruce Lee on these bitches, karate chop
[Hook:] I hope my hustle don't offend nobody I can give a fuck what you think about me You know I like to turn up at the spot Act a fool with the money Homie G told me keep it low-key Now I got the whole house smellin' like smoke And I think, coulda smoke a thousand Newports Really no difference between money and the time Thin line do it all cause I can't be broke And nigga if it was over right now, you gotta get out her and get it You a real one you gotta stay strong Gave my house, my cars, my chain, my fame Nigga give me my scale and my phone All I need it 4 zones
[Verse 2:] They gossipin' and hatin', just a few determination I go crazy with that money, I'm a fuckin' mental patient See I started as a youngin', hustlin' for a club fit Spend your last fifteen hun', you know that club shit You fall off, you get back, can't give up, that shit whack I hit licks on my cell, I have blow in my nails I hit hoes in my jeans, I weigh bees on them beans They had stamps on them things, I broke bread with my team Got them birdies in the attic, countin' currency in the basement Aunty said there's somethin' on her silverware cause she can taste it And I ain't goin' nowhere, you haters gotta face it And if I lose it all tomorrow man, I just need to basics
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[Verse 3:] Ambitious ass hustler, yeah I'm tryna post up Till I can come through in the lam, with the doors up Hit it with that H2O, then it froze up Back when they was goin' for the two fo', had it sowed up They pulled me with this nina in this strap it be a felony If I get through with this nina on my lap, I'm livin' heavenly Speed ballin' like this shit a sprint, but this a marathon Phone ringin' all day and night, like a telethon If you a real hustler you gon' get out here and get it If you a real hustler you know how to stay committed Between me and you got tired of sleepin' with them roaches And I been havin' flashbacks, that's why a nigga focus
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