Reminiscing

I remember in my younger days
My paps was movin weight
'Cause we was just gettin by
Gotta make pay
I know
Yeah
I know my auntie still prays
Prays on them holidays like a regular day
And we dont know christmas
'Cause we aint met santa claus
Uh
Dont ya know
My uncles were hustlers
My momma my brother and my paps were hustlers
Bet you know what im destined to be
A southern muthafucka with a hustler's mentality
'Cause that's all we know
Muthafuckas livin in poverty
Its always get my rev up
All day everyday on the reup

I dont need ya props
I just want money stacks
Yeah
You know
I just smoke my last dime
Back then i had stolen chucks on my feet
Back then my cousin was killed by greed
Ever since i heavely blazed weed
Since my younger days
I understood the phrase
"We gotta flip to make ends meet"
Bet I Treat my hustle as a blessin
'Cause my mommas hustlin got her 15 years in prison
I been out in the cold
Bet I had to hustle
Clean or dirty money
I still want the bank rolls
Uh
My hustler's mentality showed me how to play the cards I hold
The struggle showed me not to ever fold
Regardless Imma stay spittin this flows



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