Hustler ft. Vince Stevenson Lyrics

I'm sitting on the dock

Just passing my time

Back of my mind must be a coke fiend

How he's racking up lines

I write from the heart

So writer's block is arteries clogged

That's why my arts a part of me

And I might die if I stop

Most of my boys back home rotating crops on mountain tops

Cash money but the trouble is it's never enough

Watch what you spend your time on

Cause that's the cost of your life

I'd rather go out broke and happy

Than get sold for a price

Cause I've been wrestling with the devil

I've been hanging round an angel as well

But dreams ain't built on peaceful slumber

Every hustler gives up something

Just to trust that one day what he loves prevails

Low elevation snow last night it was a cold one

The trees bent their knees

Surrendering to no sun

Frozen blooded like there's ice in my veins

I'd rather go die with these sinners

Than go lie with these saints

It's liable to change

Till then I'm just riding the waves

The only thing we have inside us is the tide that remains

There's no heavenly gates

Or a happily ever after

Cause the love is temporary when its captured in a capsule

Cause I've been wrestling with the devil

I've been hanging round an angel as well

But dreams ain't built on peaceful slumber

Every hustler gives up something

Just to trust that one day what he loves prevails

Fear is lack of preparation

And it's dangerous and its amateur

Mastering your passions

That's the opening of aperture

Let the light flood in like a sunny day

I found by living on the fringe

I fucked up less space

I've watched friends waste away

Falling victim to no discipline

This life like a child's eyes

Born out of innocence

Torn into existence

Then forged by our surroundings

We all grow our own shadows

Like the north side of the mountains

But I'm facing changes

And I've seen the world like it is

The bright colors mixed with light

And now I'm tripping on a late night

And every time I take flight

I think I'm closer to finding what love is

But truth is hard to get

Cause I've been wrestling with the devil

I've been hanging round an angel as well

But dreams ain't built on peaceful slumber

Every hustler gives up something

Just to trust that one day what he loves prevails