Art Of Hustle

This the art of hustle
Call me Picasso
And she my Spanish Mamma

Yeah she lil Ann Rose
My bitch from out the country
I could be dead broke

It ain't no turning back
Once you get on that long road
I wake up early mornin', Tom Joiner
Cheesy Omelette, blowin' good Marijuana

Shawty bad you know I'm on her
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
I blow green that ninja shit

Aye don't pretend I know your struggle
Hop right in, let's meet your mother
Homie walked in with a sack on him
You ain't even know he did grams for the ten

You ain't even know I been dreamin' bout a Benz
You ain't even know he rode the bus with the twins
You ain't even know that dope wouldn't come down
I must've had a motherfuckin' padlock on it

Must've had a whole lotta Moon rock on him
Zombee Gang with the spring and the winter and the summer
Better not fall nigga

You can't see it, call it how I see it
She a bad bitch, but homie, she my ballerina
Got a couple hard knocks from this life thing
Talk game on fleek boy and the hustle game gravy

It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle

It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle

Boy, you playin' with muscle
Time through the lonely nights and make it hard to trust em
They'd rather see a nigga on ten
Fully focused with every notion

That's what they wanted
See, it's not about your salary
It's all about reality and makin' some noise
With all of these hatin' niggas need some better decor

And I'm bettin' they feel me now, if they ain't feel me before
I ain't with it, I'm gone, whether I'm right or I'm wrong
I'm gettin' by any means, the only king by the throne
I don't know too many niggas on the shit that I'm on

And I ain't never gon' stop, cause a nigga goin' for gold
You can't see, ooh, call it how I see
She a bad bitch but homie, she my ballerina
Got a couple hard knocks from this life thing

Talk game on fleek boy and the hustle game gravy
It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle

It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle
It's the art of hustle
The art of hustle

We hustle, we hustle, we hustle
We been through the struggle
I'm drippin' so much sauce, you probably slipped in my puddle
Life hit me so subtle, blastin' off, I'm in a shuttle

Sorry to be burstin' bubbles, the life I live, I must juggle
The cards I play ain't been shuffled, me and life are in a tussle
So hard to forgive, it's much easier to just say, fuck em
But man, that ain't the way to go about it

But I understand, sometimes our thoughts can get a little clouded
Ayy, we been workin' hard
Holdin' up the games, just like a curtain rode
TK and YOLO in this bitch, man, two peas in a pod

Cannot forget about Steelo
We may not be at a hundred, but came a long way from zero
A.E.O

This the art of hustle
This the art of hustle
This the art of hustle
This the art of hustle

This the art of hustle
This the art of hustle
This the art of hustle
This the art of hustle



Credits
Writer(s): Cannon Callahan
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