Iâve been hustling like everyday
doin time on my grind tryin make a pay, hey
Iâm still postinâ on the same block, the same hood
Still duckin from the same cops.
I try hard but the life that I live man ain't all its seemin,
sometimes I pray to God Iâm dreaminâ
But I ainât try to get out but I canât damn
ay, yo im Stuck in a situation;
hustlinâ to get this paper
less of a dyin' breed they say that the hoodâs in danger
That's why im in the streets from dawn to dusk
If they could the government would drop a bomb on us
How you supposed to dream big when youâre stuck in a nightmare.
stay strapped cuz around here they dont fight fair
Paranoid gotta watch for the cops
cuz they sure dont got abomb playin rocks in the socks gotta
probably pretend to tell'em you just a plea
They try to hit you wit six but you will only do three
thereâs no justice when theyre lockin up just us
the label us as thugs gangstas and hustlas
hittin me wit possession now im under arrest
and the reason why I smoke is to deal with the stress.
the only things gonna change is what i been wishin:
life over hustlin',stuck in the system.
Iâve been hustling like everyday
doin time on my grind tryin make a pay, hey
Iâm still postinâ on the same block, the same hood
Still duckin from the same cops.
I try hard but the life that I live man ain't all its seemin,
sometimes I pray to God Iâm dreaminâ
But I ainât try to get out but I canât damn
Well, if thereâs hell here it is my home
oh so known its where the drug dealers get it in
tryin to make a livin, but i need to make a killin
ya pocket pissin, the projects is a vision
Babies born into hustlas, they the cousins of the customers
the police always f*ck with us but what the f*ck you want from us
you wanna see us suffering the drugs are just the cover up
They always tear us down the moment we think we comin up
if only I can make a couple bucks
to get my grandmother up and out the hood and get her
that house she always wanted out in the woods.
My intentions are good, though they treat me as the bad guy
just another black guy tryin to get his stacks high
just another pull over Iâm pretty sure its that guy
Not the life I wanted but the life I live
musics my only way out tell'em bout it wiz.
Iâve been hustling like eryday
doin time on my grind tryin make a pay, hey
Iâm still postinâ on the same block, the same hood
Still duckin from the same cops.
I try hard but the life that I live man ain't all its seemin,
sometimes I pray to God Iâm dreaminâ
But I ainât try to get out but I canât damn
Iâve been .. vision
The way Iâm living ..but the same time in prison ..
âcause Iâm seeing that they need something
Now who am I not to supply to get this money Iâm not a dummy
I know this is a vicious cycle .. stronger with the bottom line
..survival thatâs why I try to be the bets man that I can
Iâm not looking for every man woman to understand
Listen this is my struggle
Why they see so many niggas lock the way
..pretty box .. i said ..is coming, but while I live people .. for nothing
Iâm smoking guns .. Iâma just do it not talking ..
Watch my movements because the proof is always in ..