Hustler
I'm a bonified certified hustler
Who's always fried off the sputter nutter butter
On a vibe like no other
Wanna take a hit my brother
I got some flower planted under the sunlight called the 7th wonder
That's not just a buzzer
Guaranteed you'll want another as your mind starts to buffer
So let's get lifted, helping our mind declutter
As we ignite the pipe full of plant matter
Tears start to drip down from our eyes
Forming a mini river
Just remember before you critique the physique of someone's weed
Grab a lighter and proceed
Ripping that bowl till it's emptied
It just might hit you like a stick a dynamite when you breathe
Leaving you creamed falling asleep
In other cases wanting to chatter like a parakeet jumping all over the beat
Saying skeet skeet
Pauly want a treat
Bugging out ending up in the Clinique
I ain't gonna lie
I'll hustle till the day I die
Its no puzzle
I don't wanna be stuck in a struggle state
I rather guzzle lye pot pie
So let me clarify as I blow these clouds in the sky
It's reasonable to say when everyone and your rabbi want that natural high
Every day my stack will multiply
Multiply
Lets hit the strip and flip into a brick
Into a cash filled wallet
That's what I call a magic trick
We got the chopper & knuckle duster for any sucker who tries to be slick
Get your wig split by the banana clip full of hollow tip
The faster we get it done
The quicker you can benefit
You'll be classified my runner period
The possibilities are infinite
Trust me
Hustling will have you addicted to the profit
As long as your legitimate, you won't end up a homicide victim
You'll forever stay protected
Can you picture it
Skies the limit
Very few are trusted, your either related or had a really good friendship
Otherwise you just won't be connected
You cant be terrified of dealing with the new customer make sure you've done your background check
Before you choose they're rejected
It's no different than credit
I ain't gonna lie
I'll hustle till the day I die
Its no puzzle
I don't wanna be stuck in a struggle state
I rather guzzle lye pot pie
So let me clarify as I blow these clouds in the sky
It's reasonable to say when everyone and your rabbi want that natural high
Every day my stack will multiply
Multiply
Who's always fried off the sputter nutter butter
On a vibe like no other
Wanna take a hit my brother
I got some flower planted under the sunlight called the 7th wonder
That's not just a buzzer
Guaranteed you'll want another as your mind starts to buffer
So let's get lifted, helping our mind declutter
As we ignite the pipe full of plant matter
Tears start to drip down from our eyes
Forming a mini river
Just remember before you critique the physique of someone's weed
Grab a lighter and proceed
Ripping that bowl till it's emptied
It just might hit you like a stick a dynamite when you breathe
Leaving you creamed falling asleep
In other cases wanting to chatter like a parakeet jumping all over the beat
Saying skeet skeet
Pauly want a treat
Bugging out ending up in the Clinique
I ain't gonna lie
I'll hustle till the day I die
Its no puzzle
I don't wanna be stuck in a struggle state
I rather guzzle lye pot pie
So let me clarify as I blow these clouds in the sky
It's reasonable to say when everyone and your rabbi want that natural high
Every day my stack will multiply
Multiply
Lets hit the strip and flip into a brick
Into a cash filled wallet
That's what I call a magic trick
We got the chopper & knuckle duster for any sucker who tries to be slick
Get your wig split by the banana clip full of hollow tip
The faster we get it done
The quicker you can benefit
You'll be classified my runner period
The possibilities are infinite
Trust me
Hustling will have you addicted to the profit
As long as your legitimate, you won't end up a homicide victim
You'll forever stay protected
Can you picture it
Skies the limit
Very few are trusted, your either related or had a really good friendship
Otherwise you just won't be connected
You cant be terrified of dealing with the new customer make sure you've done your background check
Before you choose they're rejected
It's no different than credit
I ain't gonna lie
I'll hustle till the day I die
Its no puzzle
I don't wanna be stuck in a struggle state
I rather guzzle lye pot pie
So let me clarify as I blow these clouds in the sky
It's reasonable to say when everyone and your rabbi want that natural high
Every day my stack will multiply
Multiply
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Writer(s): Trey Morgan
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