Stayin True
Its nothin personal
But i just gotta
Make sure we keep spreadin
The gap you feel me like
I don't want nobody even comparing me
To nobody that that's not fuckin
Gettin millions for what they doing
Dont compare me to shit going on
If it aint Kamm Carson or Hov
Dont fuckin compare me
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it stayin true
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it
Stayin true
Bring ya own get cha own
Like a potluck
Competition in the way
Surely never stopped us
Scuffing up these black chucks
Never tattle we was showing up to battle
On the gravel nigga thats us
Runnin laps in rap huh cardio
And this aint the maury show
Im a father in this rap shit
Hustle and i jab quick
I would chill
Cause it surely could get real
Black fist like a fro pick
Oh i need a flow switch
Sure you heard
I was clever with the words
Treat this rappin shit like birds
I could pitch em off the curb
In the winter or the summer
If i just stay at it
I'll be winning by the summer
To the hood i bring the thunder
To yo girl im like a plumber
Deep deep deep
Im like archie with the bunker
Number one rule never trick
Stack ya chips up
Rather its a job
Or you baggin hella zips up
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it stayin true
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it
Stayin true
Caught me in my feelings
I'll be done in a minute
Now i can air it out
Or just continue venting
Woulda hit the backwood first
But the way
This probation sentence is sittin
Please I'll be sittin
Hard to crack a smile
Rather crack a bottle
Or a bible
Uh
Heard both got a message in it
Uh
The freshest women
Treating me light skin'd
With pussy like heaven
Im thinking my life ended
Is this what its about
Validation from badder bitches
That give you clout
Meanwhile rentin a room
In ya nigga house
The truth keep spewing out
All this money to gain
How you keep on losing out
Aww
They awake I'm the friend sleep
Considering doing uber
Till all the ends meet
Just had another
Job interview this week
Along with a dream
I recorded with Swizz Beats
Caught me in my feelings
But I'm done with the venting
Fuck clocking in
This talented rap spittin
Wondering what I'm doing my nigga
Perhaps winning networking mingling
Behind the scenes pimpin
Creating like im Tyler
Bouncing back from pain like Iguodala
To bouncing with the chip
That shit fiya
Now im living real hype
Im winning in real life
Paralyzed to the lies
This is what it feel like
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it stayin true
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it
Stayin true
HiChaz
But i just gotta
Make sure we keep spreadin
The gap you feel me like
I don't want nobody even comparing me
To nobody that that's not fuckin
Gettin millions for what they doing
Dont compare me to shit going on
If it aint Kamm Carson or Hov
Dont fuckin compare me
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it stayin true
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it
Stayin true
Bring ya own get cha own
Like a potluck
Competition in the way
Surely never stopped us
Scuffing up these black chucks
Never tattle we was showing up to battle
On the gravel nigga thats us
Runnin laps in rap huh cardio
And this aint the maury show
Im a father in this rap shit
Hustle and i jab quick
I would chill
Cause it surely could get real
Black fist like a fro pick
Oh i need a flow switch
Sure you heard
I was clever with the words
Treat this rappin shit like birds
I could pitch em off the curb
In the winter or the summer
If i just stay at it
I'll be winning by the summer
To the hood i bring the thunder
To yo girl im like a plumber
Deep deep deep
Im like archie with the bunker
Number one rule never trick
Stack ya chips up
Rather its a job
Or you baggin hella zips up
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it stayin true
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it
Stayin true
Caught me in my feelings
I'll be done in a minute
Now i can air it out
Or just continue venting
Woulda hit the backwood first
But the way
This probation sentence is sittin
Please I'll be sittin
Hard to crack a smile
Rather crack a bottle
Or a bible
Uh
Heard both got a message in it
Uh
The freshest women
Treating me light skin'd
With pussy like heaven
Im thinking my life ended
Is this what its about
Validation from badder bitches
That give you clout
Meanwhile rentin a room
In ya nigga house
The truth keep spewing out
All this money to gain
How you keep on losing out
Aww
They awake I'm the friend sleep
Considering doing uber
Till all the ends meet
Just had another
Job interview this week
Along with a dream
I recorded with Swizz Beats
Caught me in my feelings
But I'm done with the venting
Fuck clocking in
This talented rap spittin
Wondering what I'm doing my nigga
Perhaps winning networking mingling
Behind the scenes pimpin
Creating like im Tyler
Bouncing back from pain like Iguodala
To bouncing with the chip
That shit fiya
Now im living real hype
Im winning in real life
Paralyzed to the lies
This is what it feel like
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it stayin true
You gotta see it attack it
You gotta get it
You gotta breathe it and eat it
You gotta live it
Hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You got that hustle ambition
You gotta get it
Stayin true
HiChaz
Credits
Writer(s): Chaz Andre Smedley, Kameron Kristen Small
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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