Hustler (Album Version (Edited))

Im a hustler, not by choice (1x)
(AZ)
I didnt fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon hold my bail
Its like Attica 67 when they, closed the jail
Be careful, but promote yoselves thats what they told me
Involved but unconcerned ************* beef when it dissolve it does not return
I dont leave, stagnate nor move off-beat
So discrete very rarely do I move on feet
I rough-ride twin rugers on the sides of my seats
Drive-bys, bodies left on both sides of the streets
I blacks out never blind by the size of the image
No disguise, homocide dont rely forensic
Homess finished, scrambling caught in the scrimmage
12 shells ricocheting and it pours from the hemorrhage
Get the casket embalm and forget the bastard for moving backwards
New Yorks number one draft pick
Im a hustler, not by choice (4x)
(Trav)
All this ***** ******** know is, get money burn a lot of smokes
Lazy *************s was sleeping, I was wide awoke
Not a joke, creep on snitches, *************s gotta choke
When its time to sleep with the fishes I supply the boat
And I swear it hurts, I supply the coke
Cuz dont nothing scare me worse than dying broke
Iron poking on my ribs while Im laying in a Taurus
I live this *************t yall just performers, its a dirty game
I seen thugs turn informers, crooked cops run in the crib, no warrants
Money talk though, never stuck in a grudge,
Got a female lawyer andshe ******* the judge
I was once told, that you reap what you sow
And a, the scent of ************* always seep in your clothes
And a, its Quiet Money so we speaking in codes
Like, why should I trust ya?, *************, Im a hustler
Im a hustler , not by choice (4x)
(Animal)
Unh, Yo, Jesus Christ yo, he just nice
Like a ginszu blade *************, he just slice
And get yall out the game, dog, its not long
Anybody can spit, *************, but can you make a hot song?
Youre not wrong, like Biggie said youre dead wrong
Need to get your flow tight, gotta get your head strong
Watch us, the way we floss up in coat lockers
Walk right past security, flippin poppers
Like what? who the ************* gon stop us?
Yall wait until the summer, when this ******* album drop us
I know yall hate it, because yall flows outdated
You finished as an artist and I finally made it
But I paid my dues, in this game patiently waited
*************s aint gimme *************t, I had to take it
Its A dot, all year round I stay hot
************ * I play not, ride thru youre block in that grey drop
They call me headhunter, the head is all I aim for
The top spot *************, what you think I came for?
These words touch you, cut you open like a chainsaw
And now youre your man is like, what yall said his name for?
******* hustler, mother ******* Animal
Im a hustler, not by choice (5x)
Im a hustler
Im a hustler