Hustlas & Convicts (feat. 50.Reasonz)
It was only yesterday when you stole my heart away
I know this is the end
Uh, uh, hey, hey
I'm blowing shit up like a bomb hit
I'm hangin' with hustlas and convicts (yeah)
We putting up numbers like Dončić (whoo)
Don't need me a stylist, I'm flawless (flawless)
She know I'm a freak like I'm Giannis (uh-huh)
She bounce that ass like hydraulics (aye)
I'm not at the top, I'm beyond it
Pussy niggas hatin' in the comments (hatin')
They wish I done (finito)
But shit, I follow up with it (I follow up with it)
I'm the one to put on from the city (uh-huh)
Can't compare to me, boy, I'm different
Got so many flows I can switch with
Aye, aye, got so many flows I can switch with
Okay, Big 50
Bitch, I beat that shit like a drum
Full of exotic, you know what I'm on
Don't hate on no money, just go get you some
Take a hit of this blunt and you might lose a lung
Aye, really stand on business
That's something father just teach to his son (let's go)
Really put that belt to ass 'cause all you boys my sons
Nigga steady hating on 50, it all be 'bout a bitch
Niggas steady talking shit but ain't even getting rich, aye
Pussy ass nigga tryna act all tough in this bitch like his name was Debo
My niggas rock shit, pop shit, stop shit
Knowin' that we do not fuck with you people
See, I hang with gangsters and hustlas, baby
But I am a scholar, don't get it confused
So much damn pressure, they pray that you lose
Sick ass flow something, like the flu
In need for a blessing in this bitch (achoo)
The only thing stressing me bitch is you
I know that you sent them little people to get next to me
So they can get you some info
Nigga be acting so Tinder for pussy
We grew up like brothers like, what is you on?
I just wanna talk, nigga, pick up the phone
You act like I did you some wrong
At auntie house, eatin' out the mo'fuckin' same pot
At granny house, sleeping on the mo'fuckin' same cot
All up in school, nigga fuckin' on the same thot
But, but now you can't answer your phone (damn, phone)
Low key, that shit kinda weird, bruh
Then you got this bitch answering for you and shit
Got this bitch talking for you, bruh?
Be a man, come holla at me bruh
Hey, hey, I'm blowing shit up like a bomb hit
I'm hangin' with hustlas and convicts (yeah)
We putting up numbers like Dončić (whoo)
Don't need me a stylist, I'm flawless (flawless)
She know I'm a freak like I'm Giannis (uh-huh)
She bounce that ass like hydraulics (aye)
I'm not at the top, I'm beyond it
Pussy niggas hatin' in the comments (hatin')
They wish I done (finito)
But shit, I follow up with it (I follow up with it)
I'm the one to put on from the city (uh-huh)
Can't compare to me, boy, I'm different
Got so many flows I can switch with
Aye, aye, got so many flows I can switch with
Uh, let me talk to 'em
I'm really so different I'm one of a kind
A boss of my own so I'm running my time
Scamming-ass bitch, I know where you hide
I got me some partners, I know that'll slide
Hands up but still giving them five
Like the Wild West, take 'em dead or alive
Wet 'em up and then leave 'em to dry
This the only warning so don't mess with the guys
'Cause, I'm with killers and thugs
CVS, how they selling the drugs
Been working too hard to lose it all now
So I can not ever be seen with you bums (no way)
Uh, aye
Don't let this money turn you to a hoe
This size 13 is busting through doors
And get to pistol whippin' all of your folks
Then go 'bout my day, stay out of my way
I'm not with the games so stay in your lane
The hottest to come out the city, my nigga
The smoke in the air, we burst into flames
I'm bursting in flames I'm hotter than hell
I'm known to get moving just like a Chevelle
Don't play with my name, don't play with my money
Decapitate rappers, I'm like the Cartel, uh
They know that I'm different, uh
I know that I'm different
If you can't take the heat, get out of my kitchen
Knocking these names off my hit list
Hit up my hustlas, hit up my convicts
Running these streets, they getting in mileage
They handle the rest while I'm steady shining
The haters stay watching, I leave 'em astonished
It was only yesterday when you stole my heart away
I know this is the end
I know this is the end
Uh, uh, hey, hey
I'm blowing shit up like a bomb hit
I'm hangin' with hustlas and convicts (yeah)
We putting up numbers like Dončić (whoo)
Don't need me a stylist, I'm flawless (flawless)
She know I'm a freak like I'm Giannis (uh-huh)
She bounce that ass like hydraulics (aye)
I'm not at the top, I'm beyond it
Pussy niggas hatin' in the comments (hatin')
They wish I done (finito)
But shit, I follow up with it (I follow up with it)
I'm the one to put on from the city (uh-huh)
Can't compare to me, boy, I'm different
Got so many flows I can switch with
Aye, aye, got so many flows I can switch with
Okay, Big 50
Bitch, I beat that shit like a drum
Full of exotic, you know what I'm on
Don't hate on no money, just go get you some
Take a hit of this blunt and you might lose a lung
Aye, really stand on business
That's something father just teach to his son (let's go)
Really put that belt to ass 'cause all you boys my sons
Nigga steady hating on 50, it all be 'bout a bitch
Niggas steady talking shit but ain't even getting rich, aye
Pussy ass nigga tryna act all tough in this bitch like his name was Debo
My niggas rock shit, pop shit, stop shit
Knowin' that we do not fuck with you people
See, I hang with gangsters and hustlas, baby
But I am a scholar, don't get it confused
So much damn pressure, they pray that you lose
Sick ass flow something, like the flu
In need for a blessing in this bitch (achoo)
The only thing stressing me bitch is you
I know that you sent them little people to get next to me
So they can get you some info
Nigga be acting so Tinder for pussy
We grew up like brothers like, what is you on?
I just wanna talk, nigga, pick up the phone
You act like I did you some wrong
At auntie house, eatin' out the mo'fuckin' same pot
At granny house, sleeping on the mo'fuckin' same cot
All up in school, nigga fuckin' on the same thot
But, but now you can't answer your phone (damn, phone)
Low key, that shit kinda weird, bruh
Then you got this bitch answering for you and shit
Got this bitch talking for you, bruh?
Be a man, come holla at me bruh
Hey, hey, I'm blowing shit up like a bomb hit
I'm hangin' with hustlas and convicts (yeah)
We putting up numbers like Dončić (whoo)
Don't need me a stylist, I'm flawless (flawless)
She know I'm a freak like I'm Giannis (uh-huh)
She bounce that ass like hydraulics (aye)
I'm not at the top, I'm beyond it
Pussy niggas hatin' in the comments (hatin')
They wish I done (finito)
But shit, I follow up with it (I follow up with it)
I'm the one to put on from the city (uh-huh)
Can't compare to me, boy, I'm different
Got so many flows I can switch with
Aye, aye, got so many flows I can switch with
Uh, let me talk to 'em
I'm really so different I'm one of a kind
A boss of my own so I'm running my time
Scamming-ass bitch, I know where you hide
I got me some partners, I know that'll slide
Hands up but still giving them five
Like the Wild West, take 'em dead or alive
Wet 'em up and then leave 'em to dry
This the only warning so don't mess with the guys
'Cause, I'm with killers and thugs
CVS, how they selling the drugs
Been working too hard to lose it all now
So I can not ever be seen with you bums (no way)
Uh, aye
Don't let this money turn you to a hoe
This size 13 is busting through doors
And get to pistol whippin' all of your folks
Then go 'bout my day, stay out of my way
I'm not with the games so stay in your lane
The hottest to come out the city, my nigga
The smoke in the air, we burst into flames
I'm bursting in flames I'm hotter than hell
I'm known to get moving just like a Chevelle
Don't play with my name, don't play with my money
Decapitate rappers, I'm like the Cartel, uh
They know that I'm different, uh
I know that I'm different
If you can't take the heat, get out of my kitchen
Knocking these names off my hit list
Hit up my hustlas, hit up my convicts
Running these streets, they getting in mileage
They handle the rest while I'm steady shining
The haters stay watching, I leave 'em astonished
It was only yesterday when you stole my heart away
I know this is the end
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Rincón, Dejohn Jones
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