The Hussle ft. Miccah Lyrics

Hussle and motivate, my nigga get it how you live

So easy to take a life but it's God's thing to give

This the ghetto gospel, we live what we preach

But I had to change ways man, I do this for the kids

Ghetto gospel, it's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto

Ghetto gospel, it's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto

Sakhula sibhojoka why you think we make these moves

Everybody on a climax, just know we coming soon

Shooting for the stars, writing street hieroglyphics

The one that's in the mirror is not the one that he mimics

Cause I never had a daddy that taught me to be a man

I put this on my mama and I put it on gang

If they ain't sign it off then you know it ain't faxx

Mama need a bigger house, I'm bound to make a plan

If I'm gripping on the glock, don't go reaching for my hand

If you don't follow suit, then we can cut ties, homie you cannot hang

I put it upon myself to never be at the bottom

Aico told me I was destined to be star though

I jump up on the mic and I leave all these people startled

At 16 I was a menace to society

Nearly lost myself, streets only took a part of me (sheesh)

Hussle and motivate, my nigga get it how you live

So easy to take a life but it's God's thing to give

This the ghetto gospel, we live what we preach

But I had to change ways man, I do this for the kids

Ghetto gospel, it's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto

Ghetto gospel, it's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto gospel

It's the ghetto

Ever na skhati, nomboro isenoqhuma

They gon' put your fire out, ulibele kuphum' izthuba

Tryna save these young seeds cause imbotyi ziya duduma

Homies dropped school, dealing drugs the only hope

What I'm pushing on these streets is a different kind of dope

Care less about beef when I'm just tryna be heard

System put us out of place, G's fighting over turfs

Generational poverty, attached since birth

Tell me who's your leader, now look at their girth

Point me to their cars, 100 times your worth

While you stuck in the belly of the beast

Oledi emakitchini, wena uvukela eplaasin

These people get rich, all they do is sell dreams

ekasi silahl' ithemba, sibambane ikunzi

But what are we to do?

S'philel imali yegazi, what more is there to lose?

These are cards that we were dealt, never got to choose