Hustler Freestyle

Yeah
Yeah, I got somethin' for this
Na, na-na, na-na, yeah

Pullin' people's cards is so cathartic (It is)
We finished every beef a rapper started (yeah)
I swear I'm 'bout to eat, Eid Mubarak
I see my target (I got you)
I want the throne and then I'm ghost like

I'm Omari Hardwick
Y'all Bonnie, Clyde, y'all got no heart
Your money's Robert Jarvik
Do a card trick, make your queen just disappear
'Cause I see in a week, what you see in a year
Is brutal (yeah) the hate was futile

You Google me and see how fruitful all this is
'Cause what I do for all these kids is give 'em confidence
Y'all givе 'em drugs and early coffins, it's astonishin'
But I'm off this shit, I'm polishin' my approach
To be morе Hov like (Hov like)

Some dudes don't like me 'cause they know
I'm what these hoes like
My future's so bright, the biggest rapper
Without a co-sign
Momma on the coastline
Media sendin' blitzes but I got angels on my old line

Y'all must think you're God or somethin' (you not)
To think y'all actually got the power
To be stoppin' somethin' (you trippin')
That's been decided already (true)
Your favorite model, well, I bet I been inside it already (facts)

Your favorite car, I bet I drive it already, damn
I do what I'm born to do, you do what you're told
I don't think I ask for much, just give me what I'm owed
Man, they tried to give me two but I made 'em give me four
Opportunity ain't knock, so I had to build the door

Bust it down, Cuban link, bust it down
Fuck my ex, you know my next
I'm fuckin' up, not fuckin' down
Not fuckin 'round, I want the crown
That's non negotiable

And if I haven't reached my goals, I'm not approachable
Don't talk to me, I'm agitated (agitated)
I know I made it but I still feel like I haven't made it
Guess that's just the hustler in me (yeah, that's cool)

Yeah, Jake One



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Writer(s): Brady Watt, Russell Vitale, Carlos Homs
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