Family Hustlin' Lyrics

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla

Hustlin day and night

Massive appetite

For destruction

Love it when the Caddy swing right

Coming down to your function

Muthafucka it's on

Jump like Kriss Kross

Boss like Rick Ross

No coverage like flip flops

You can get lost

Want my baby boy when I have a son

Me To be the one

He look up to

Cuz all the shit ida done

And what I didn't

Don't want to be disrespectful calling women bitches

Cuz when I got a daughter living

Can't even imagine her being called a bitch

But try not to flip

Don't trip

Pay no mind, You isn't

My kids gon have morals

And beliefs

It's our job to teach

The youth how to act, for the future to be

Better, don't wanna take no steps back

You don't need a strap

You got hands, but don't get caught up in the bad acts

John Q kinda care

Hope my family proud

Cuz imma be proud of mine when they here

I'm hustling but I'm still gon be there

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla

Never forget you are what you believe

Never limit yourself on what you can reach

Just know that you can always come to me

Unfortunately my seed gonna be another image

Of a dying breed

Kind gentleman, real, don't lie to me

Always be honest

Stay away from drama

Do my best to keep you away from any trauma

Back against the wall, never line up

The other way

Pay no mind to what they say

They hate what they don't understand, what they can't be

Yeah, I know you great

Talkin to a child that prolly won't be here for years

But I want to get it right

And I wanna get it clear

We gon have fun together my son, my little girl

We only have a lifetime to fulfill ourself in this lonely world

Raise mine to tech them how to raise theirs when it comes time

Pappy, daddy, I can't believe my eyes

It's gon be a beauty

Love the way the youth moves me

Can't wait to raise mine when they here truly

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla

Yes ma'am, yes sir

Please and thank you

It's hard to keep going

But this the best angle

Best view you can possibly get

So proud of you when you took your first steps

Daddy and hustla is the first words you said

Prolly not

But can't wait for the day we meet

Build a company

Covering us, so we can have a luxury

Of fun things to do

But money isn't happiness so make sure you keep your eyes on something you love

And don't be ugly

Never bully

Wash your plate

Wipe your mouth

Brush your teeth before you lay

If I die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take

That's how we operate

It's not about staying safe

For the lord the reason that I'm here today

Play wit toy cars

And even Barby dolls

Swimming in the pool

Teach you how to float

But you better stay on guard

Defend your borther

Stand up for your sister mister

I was raised this way, so thank ya, imma pass it down, that's the bigger picture

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla

Yeah, my baby gon be the son of a hustla

My daughter, she gon know how to come up

Through this cold world, turn it to summa

My fam gon be related to a hustla, hustla