Hustla Cry
I done done to much shit I can't even apologize
When that jwet died my first seeing a hustla cry
The wolves hungry they don't want no za they roll
You up tryna Finnish you
Perkygodd audio dope and
They all on pharamaueticals
Aint no church on Sunday
we tryna run it up like dem preachers do
I been had the breesh
Why niggas shocked like picachu
I been had the vision
Niggas lost thought I needed you
Percocet gang and study learn
Let me teach it to you
Aint no usher shit but the drake
Gone burn like heat seekers do
How they always talking bout some bread
And but cant even speak it fluent
Bitch say perk take me to the moon
But that's a secret room
And she ask me why I never took her
Serious cuz I'm enemic to her
Octane only feel my lungs aint no
Minimal
Put the bitch on a lease dog like
A animal
For the fee we spin the whole block
Like crash bandicoot
What's the difference between me
And a preacher umm we identical
I done took the breesh and waited on
The moon they never seen this view
Different jwets coming eight different ways
Like some tentacles
First time I touch a hundred k I should
Of made an interlude
I can't take dam niggas serious always
Talking what they finna do
I aint preach on Sunday but she
Serve me like a decon do
Two of her friends in the bed with
Us they in a freaky mood
I done gave dam bitches to much wood
They the beaver crew
Dem niggas never wanting smoke with us
We dem cheefin dudes
Dem broke times fucked my head up
I prolly eat ya food
Niggas talking but I don't even trust it
I gotta see the proof
Told the manager long as it hit the budget
That's a even mood
Slid on perky forty hit the buzzer
He died for the loot
First time seeing a hustler cry that shit
Really fucked me up
He had a bad bitch we youngings
She wana fuck with us
It like I figure this shit out
Perky god got the formula
the gang running to the bag wit me
Like a forty yard
Whip it like a chemist on the beat
Im in some overalls
Opps really tryna come compete
They aint even avenge they dog
How you gone go big on big on me
Ah nigga living large
Im to busy living for today you
Prolly won't see tomorrow
I done done to much shit I can't even apologize
When that jwet died my first seeing a hustla cry
The wolves hungry they don't want no za they roll
You up tryna Finnish you
Perkygodd audio dope and
They all on pharamaueticals
When that jwet died my first seeing a hustla cry
The wolves hungry they don't want no za they roll
You up tryna Finnish you
Perkygodd audio dope and
They all on pharamaueticals
Aint no church on Sunday
we tryna run it up like dem preachers do
I been had the breesh
Why niggas shocked like picachu
I been had the vision
Niggas lost thought I needed you
Percocet gang and study learn
Let me teach it to you
Aint no usher shit but the drake
Gone burn like heat seekers do
How they always talking bout some bread
And but cant even speak it fluent
Bitch say perk take me to the moon
But that's a secret room
And she ask me why I never took her
Serious cuz I'm enemic to her
Octane only feel my lungs aint no
Minimal
Put the bitch on a lease dog like
A animal
For the fee we spin the whole block
Like crash bandicoot
What's the difference between me
And a preacher umm we identical
I done took the breesh and waited on
The moon they never seen this view
Different jwets coming eight different ways
Like some tentacles
First time I touch a hundred k I should
Of made an interlude
I can't take dam niggas serious always
Talking what they finna do
I aint preach on Sunday but she
Serve me like a decon do
Two of her friends in the bed with
Us they in a freaky mood
I done gave dam bitches to much wood
They the beaver crew
Dem niggas never wanting smoke with us
We dem cheefin dudes
Dem broke times fucked my head up
I prolly eat ya food
Niggas talking but I don't even trust it
I gotta see the proof
Told the manager long as it hit the budget
That's a even mood
Slid on perky forty hit the buzzer
He died for the loot
First time seeing a hustler cry that shit
Really fucked me up
He had a bad bitch we youngings
She wana fuck with us
It like I figure this shit out
Perky god got the formula
the gang running to the bag wit me
Like a forty yard
Whip it like a chemist on the beat
Im in some overalls
Opps really tryna come compete
They aint even avenge they dog
How you gone go big on big on me
Ah nigga living large
Im to busy living for today you
Prolly won't see tomorrow
I done done to much shit I can't even apologize
When that jwet died my first seeing a hustla cry
The wolves hungry they don't want no za they roll
You up tryna Finnish you
Perkygodd audio dope and
They all on pharamaueticals
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Writer(s): Jarrod Thompson
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