Hustle Mode

Look, I love how often people mad at me
For always staying busy, not visiting the family
For always being picky, and busy with the strategy
I don't have time to chill, or that basic ass mentality
I swear I'm bout my business you can catch me on the come up
My body got no limits so I'm writing 'til the sun up
I live behind the bars I might as well just have the gun up
And fire a couple shots that I would later have to dumb up, but

Fuck that, I hang on my own
Popped Gary Vee on TV now I'm back in my zone
Copped every delivery like down on my phone
It's like therapy and mentally I'm bad to the bone
Cuz, I been working I been hustling for years now
Working on my penmanship and humbling my peers down
Working on myself, while funnelling my fears down
While they are bar-hopping puzzling the beers out

I might be wrong, but this is my confession
My heads about to pop if I don't drop this conversation
Now, I hate fake people, that get legal
With all the immigrants talking about we ain't equal
We ain't the same people, say the same people
That taking aim, they be praying we remain illegal
But, being an immigrant sucks
Stereotyping is crazy man the president is nuts
The rest of us "bums", hated even resident ones
Be scared, of dealing with the public's arrogant tongues
Irrelevant punks, tweeting malevolent chunks
On the internet, they soulless if they ain't hesitate once
But now they cold-hearted, if they truly believe
That we are different, lower or a ignorant breed
That we are drug dealers, and bad illiterate thieves
If that's the case, no games we on different leagues

But I'mma, fuck that, I hang on my own
Popped Gary Vee on TV now I'm back in my zone
Copped every delivery like down on my phone
It's like therapy and mentally I'm bad to the bone
Cuz, I been working I been hustling for years now
Working on my penmanship and humbling my peers down
Working on myself, while funnelling my fears down
While they are bar-hopping puzzling the beers out

But I'm an immigrant, born of an immigrant
Born to be hated for me torn like a ligament
Voice my opinion, it's wrong to the internet
Cuz I intellectually murdered a million
And I don't give a fuck about political news
I'll offend everybody with traditional views
The typical crews, that use their brains with minimal use
If you need help seeing the truth, I got miracle juice
And I don't give a fuck about political news
I'll offend everybody with traditional views
The typical crews, that use their brains with minimal use
If you need help seeing the truth, I got miracle juice

And God damn, I intend to use it
The fluids in the bars, the bars up in the music
They rooted in my scars but I'm freeing them now
Inner demons shout, doubt, but I'm letting them out
Screw the family that's mad at me and passive
Screw the faculty my sanity is captive
Screw the strategy my agony is massive
Screw the fantasy my happy tree in ashes
Screw the, anti-immigrant wall
This topic's intimate, so it made the internet fall
We being vigilant, but created militant war
If everyone bad, what the fuck is innocent for

But now, anyone that stands up, faces heat bro
Probably a thug with bandanas and his seat low
Or probably a smug kid about to let the heat go
Or probably a dude getting murdered like he meek Bro fuck that political game
Man, I'm in it for awareness, not that typical fame
A real writer, addressing visible pain
Now I found a badass medium through digital frames

Fuck that, I hang on my own
Popped Gary Vee on TV now I'm back in my zone
Copped every delivery like down on my phone
It's like therapy and mentally I'm bad to the bone
Cuz, I been working I been hustling for years now
Working on my penmanship and humbling my peers down
Working on myself, while funnelling my fears down
While they are bar-hopping puzzling the beers out