If The Hustle Ever Stopped

Only felt the real when it came in
Said the ambience works when you dream big
Gave pills one more chance, what the fame is
Give the team another shot before the game ends
Am I trying use my gifts just to run away
Take two thousand and split it down two hundred ways
I told JB this life was ill
I would've had it either way nigga I know my skill
The past might catch up to you
Letter to myself, stay strapped and good luck to you
Nicer to these hoes now
They used to call me rude
I was so hungry just to eat
That I ain't never bless the food
A man came to me in my sleep
Said what's ya name he said Tune
Niggas dumb, they rather have the biggest chain in the room
It gets lonely at the top
But the bottom got room
The sun ain't never shined this bright since Jesus walked out the tomb
Just hit this weed a little
And you won't think about it
Dick lil' shawty down then go and sing about it
I'm just telling you how I feel, you know I grind for this
Don't tell you bout my plans
You act like you got no time for it
Paper chasing, mercy on me
I'm still God's child
Remember when we chilled, smoked blunts
Dawg it's been a while
I felt your tears without tryna let mine flow
We used to steal hot wheels
Just wonder where the time go

If the hustle ever stopped
We don't stop, keep going
Dust ya shoulders off nigga
Back to business, keep moving
It gets lonely at the top
But the bottom got room
We already touched the sun
Now we headed to the moon
I'm just praying that my nigga get some pape
I've been praying that he test my love through faith
I've been praying that he shows me other ways
I've been praying that he keeps my people straight

When there's pressure on ya
It's hard to let ya mind grow
Too many people on my path I can't rely on
I'm back to sipping on Passion
Now I'm really rapping
Twenty-five summers, nine of them was filled with laughter
The other half was traumatic
Dealt with much tragic
But we kept the hustle flowing, makin' shit happen
Give me flowers when I need em
Cause I really need em
I've come across so much evil it makes me hate people
It's not our fault that we misguided
We just taught wrong
Would you believe me if I told you this a love song
It's hard to be a young nigga, we don't live long
Dear past, why weren't there no mother fucking love shown
Would you believe me if I told this a love song
It's hard for me to cry
When I do I always cry long
It's easy for me to strive, so I try hard
I fell in love with art
I'll probably never put down my guard

If the hustle ever stopped
We don't stop, keep going
Dust ya shoes off nigga
Back to business, keep moving
It gets lonely at the top
But the bottom got room
We already touched the stars
Now we rolling, on the move
We already felt the war
Now it's time for recruitment
We already touched the source
Now it's time for improvements
Father show me another way to the game
I'm a student
Show me another way to get paid
And I'll do it

Oooh Oooh Oooh
Oooh Oooh Oooh

If the hustle ever stopped
We don't stop, keep going (Keep going)
Dust ya shoulders off nigga
Back to business, keep moving
It gets lonely at the top
But the bottom got room
We already touched the sun
Now we headed to the moon
I'm just praying that my nigga get some pape
I've been praying that he test my love thru faith
I've been praying that he shows me other ways
I've been praying that he keeps my people straight