Hustlemania (Perfect Timin)

Looking back on the shit we done did
How we came up from the hood running 'round as some kids
Telling homies how we coming we gone do this shit big
Where we ain't worried bout the money that's the way we gone live.

I want dead presidents to represent me
Living life where we full of content
Putting money in the safe yeah that's money well spent
From the city of the rose better gimme my respect

The time gone come, where this shit gone be worth it
I know it's gone be hard but the timing gone be perfect
I know I am the one from conception I was chosen
Ima bring a new hope to the people of the hopeless

Cream seats in a whip watch me spin in the benz
nothing less then a couple millions

The time gone come when them pockets getting bigger
Come fuck with a nigga you been dealing with a winner

Early morning late nights get my hustle on
I been running round daily getting motion going

Money coming like water we gone get it flowing
Deep diving in the paper like I'm in the ocean

Bitch i came up in the slum now I'm a fucking owner
Ain't no weirdos in my circle you don't got no purpose

I got a different grind embedded in me
So in tuned with this shit I'm making moves in my sleep

Gotta stay calculated one slip gone cost me
The city of the rose where you don't see this often

Change the script bitch, this a new wave
Different streams of income different ways to get paid
You see it

New play it's gone take a few days
I been getting hella tired working minimum wage

It's gone all pay yeah you heard what I'm saying
Ain't no Judas in my circle cuz I made a few changes

(Blue strips on a punk biiiitch)
This shit perfect timing
(All hunnids yes lord)
This shit perfect timing
I been cruzing in my benz adding on the mileage
Cheddar cheese stack it up that's the way I like it
(We gone celebrate at the top nigga)
This shit perfect timing
(Can't walk a mile in my shoes)
This shit perfect timing
Bitch I got it out the mud I been steady grinding
See this pressure turned a nigga to a fucking diamond

Bitch I'm tryna stack it up to the ceiling
Foreign whips big crib is so appealing
Had to get up off my ass and go and get it
The blueprint got it coming to fruition

Bitch you ain't stopping me I'm on a mission
I can put you on game just listen
Y'all be on that bullshit crashing out I be staying out the way I ain't doing politicing

Kick game got the shoes to match my fitted
Had to get it out the mud bitch I lived it
So close to this shit I could grip it
I know sumn finna shake I can feel it

A marathon I been running bitch it's getting easy
Women wanna see me and come please me
Lemme break it to you girl I ain't wit it
I got shit I needa do and you ain't listed

Young nigga coming up from the gutter
Ima get it and I put that on my mother
A couple mill in the bank we gone cash it out
Money dance on a bitch now I'm acting out

(Stoopid)
This shit perfect timin
(Got shit to do nigga)
This shit perfect timin
I been cruising in the benz adding up the mileage, cheddar cheese stack up that's the way I like it
(You ain't stopping a nigga for real)
This shit perfect timin
This shit perfect timin
Bitch I got it out the mud, I been steady grinding
See that pressure turned a nigga to a fucking diamond