Hustler Musik
The evil armies of Shaitan don't play
But I've done some dark shit to put some food up on my plate
You know
Grind for your shine or go through more dark days
And East London gets the money fam they know that's my place
Some black entrepreneurs from the grimiest estates
Trying to do the right thing but they keep plotting on my mates
I ain't got no choice
Everything's the hard way
I could have wifed her but darling I'm still trying to get paid
Then maybe you can come to my place
Cos I'm never chasing women but the women find me
And I'm hardly in the mix like Bombay
Ok
Cold nigga and she sweet that makes us a sorbet
Never fuck with fraud niggas
Never fuck with no lames
I'm The Silver Surfer number 2 how can I not wave?
They print money everyday
How can I not take?
When man are sounding more Future and they sounding more Drake
I'm trying to eat at the top fork lift with my plate
I took too long she telling me she can't wait
My art can't be upstaged
Usually what I would say
Maybe we should part ways and love in another way
Now she looking at me like murder was the case
Mad scrapes with death I'm numb to heartbreak
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
That wanna lock me down and turn me to an inmate
Yeah
The evil armies of Shaitan don't play
But I've done some dark shit to put some food up on my plate
You know
Grind for your shine or go through more dark days
And East London gets the money fam they know that's my place
Some black entrepreneurs from the grimiest estates
Trying to do the right thing but they keep plotting on my mates
I ain't got no choice
Everything's the hard way
I could have wifed her but darling I'm still trying to get paid
The magnificent
Known to bring the women in
Fake thug detector so I know who ain't living it
We take everything they got you came to be friends with them
Allah gives and takes life don't make us roll play with him
They try put ceilings on the god
Can't limit him
Every days game 7 to me I ain't scrimmaging
Change situations then take a Queen to Caribbean
But Akh's got the strap in the car after Jummah
He's trying to live
Tell you the shit we been through think we wrote a script
Still the coolest nigga they know
Find me right by the fridge
They do as they told
My nigga I cannot submit
Dry niggas talking about the wave I do not permit
If your Dogs got eyes on your pockets that's a nosey bitch
Make sure the food that they're eating ain't from your ribs
These man are scared I'ma to fry this chickens strip
Burn his whole ends down leave him in some crispy bits
Daniel Kaluuya how I get out of shit
Thornton Heath role down to Hakeem's bits
Then rap bout how I'm nice
I'm a narcissist
I turn into a Jedi when I light my spliff
I always been The Wizard fam it's just my gift
And everything I do fam I master it
I don't even count bars I just offload clips
And leave man hit
Yeah
The evil armies of Shaitan don't play
But I've done some dark shit to put some food up on my plate
You know
Grind for your shine or go through more dark days
And East London gets the money fam they know that's my place
Some black entrepreneurs from the grimiest estates
Trying to do the right thing but they keep plotting on my mates
I ain't got no choice
Everything's the hard way
I could have wifed her but darling I'm still trying to get paid
But I've done some dark shit to put some food up on my plate
You know
Grind for your shine or go through more dark days
And East London gets the money fam they know that's my place
Some black entrepreneurs from the grimiest estates
Trying to do the right thing but they keep plotting on my mates
I ain't got no choice
Everything's the hard way
I could have wifed her but darling I'm still trying to get paid
Then maybe you can come to my place
Cos I'm never chasing women but the women find me
And I'm hardly in the mix like Bombay
Ok
Cold nigga and she sweet that makes us a sorbet
Never fuck with fraud niggas
Never fuck with no lames
I'm The Silver Surfer number 2 how can I not wave?
They print money everyday
How can I not take?
When man are sounding more Future and they sounding more Drake
I'm trying to eat at the top fork lift with my plate
I took too long she telling me she can't wait
My art can't be upstaged
Usually what I would say
Maybe we should part ways and love in another way
Now she looking at me like murder was the case
Mad scrapes with death I'm numb to heartbreak
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
That wanna lock me down and turn me to an inmate
Yeah
The evil armies of Shaitan don't play
But I've done some dark shit to put some food up on my plate
You know
Grind for your shine or go through more dark days
And East London gets the money fam they know that's my place
Some black entrepreneurs from the grimiest estates
Trying to do the right thing but they keep plotting on my mates
I ain't got no choice
Everything's the hard way
I could have wifed her but darling I'm still trying to get paid
The magnificent
Known to bring the women in
Fake thug detector so I know who ain't living it
We take everything they got you came to be friends with them
Allah gives and takes life don't make us roll play with him
They try put ceilings on the god
Can't limit him
Every days game 7 to me I ain't scrimmaging
Change situations then take a Queen to Caribbean
But Akh's got the strap in the car after Jummah
He's trying to live
Tell you the shit we been through think we wrote a script
Still the coolest nigga they know
Find me right by the fridge
They do as they told
My nigga I cannot submit
Dry niggas talking about the wave I do not permit
If your Dogs got eyes on your pockets that's a nosey bitch
Make sure the food that they're eating ain't from your ribs
These man are scared I'ma to fry this chickens strip
Burn his whole ends down leave him in some crispy bits
Daniel Kaluuya how I get out of shit
Thornton Heath role down to Hakeem's bits
Then rap bout how I'm nice
I'm a narcissist
I turn into a Jedi when I light my spliff
I always been The Wizard fam it's just my gift
And everything I do fam I master it
I don't even count bars I just offload clips
And leave man hit
Yeah
The evil armies of Shaitan don't play
But I've done some dark shit to put some food up on my plate
You know
Grind for your shine or go through more dark days
And East London gets the money fam they know that's my place
Some black entrepreneurs from the grimiest estates
Trying to do the right thing but they keep plotting on my mates
I ain't got no choice
Everything's the hard way
I could have wifed her but darling I'm still trying to get paid
Credits
Writer(s): M. Omari, Rocxnoir
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