Hu$$le Lyrics

(Nipsey)

You know, I was always a hustler

So when I talk to a young dude, I'm like, bro, my advice to you is going to be

Money advice

I don't want to get philosophical, right

Get you some money, you're going to feel different

Straight up. You might even all that other advice I could have gave you

This is the short version

You know, get you a couple of dollars, man

You're going to feel different

I want a corner office with a view

A system with my schedule in it too

I call it how I see it, how it's viewed

Streets be hitting notes, we in tune

Rappers talking murder, get a cosign

On a high horse, I tell the truth

This the low side

The Game a sea a line, stay afloat

We was boat side

Stripping emcees for a dollar, I pull a pole out

Cats tripping off opinions

I'm tripping off my bank account

Had to downsize cause of bread

I drive a Lincoln now

If you living for your self, add an ish to it

Don't plan for your goals, then add a wish to it

Worship none that be playing, but the ones that get to it

I walk a path that's for me, y'all took a lift to it

Focus on the angels cause the demons, they exist too

Got Jesus at 33, why would they miss you

Hustle died the same age, in his neighborhood

He never did it for fame, but for his neighborhood

The accolades that he gained was for his neighborhood

But yet, and still where he died, in his neighborhood

They always block your mission when they can't see vision

Pour mind and soul and pots, they can't piss in

Plot still lifting, grab my four-5th and

Shoot it in the air they'll see I'm just that different

Sleep with one eye open like CBS

And give healing to the game like CVS

You want a proof

There's a God well you see me, yes

I send a pic to your chick, she might cc breast

Yeah

Check tones when you talking, no attitudes

I keep a ball for out of pockets, it's collateral

Got ovations when I rap, ain't nothing to clap at you

You think you safe when I be gone, so you be slacking too

I'm not the toughest in a bunch

But I know just how to punch

Metaphors you getting yours or physically your duck

Trying me is honestly you testing out your luck

My hands be writing bullets, so I gotta keep them tucked

Feel like Phil Collins and I know it's in the air

This the greatest news you'll get

Hope you sitting in a chair

I be rapping till I'm old, so with that, be aware

I been getting nice careless, so imagine when I care

That's why I call my thing a marathon

Because I'm not gonna lie and portray this ultimate poise

Like I been had it figured out

Nah, I just didn't quit

That's the only distinguishing quality from me

And probably whoever else going through this

Or went through this or is gonna go through this

Is that I ain't quit

I went through every emotion

I went through every emotion

With trying to pursue what I'm doing

You know what I mean

I think that what gon' separate whoever's gon

Trying to go for something is that you ain't gonna quit

Unless, you know, you gon' really take the stance

If I'm gonna die behind what I'm getting at right now

My mentality when I do start to be like

Damn, this is a lot, you know what I'm saying

It's just like, you know

That's what it's supposed to feel like

If you are going toward what the vision look like

Then that's like greatness

That's, you know, on multiple levels

That's the vision that I'm working toward

So I'm like, I just think about that

Like this ain't supposed to feel, you know, comfortable

It's supposed to be uncomfortable

It's supposed to stretch you

It's supposed to be a burden to a degree