I'm a ***, a *** I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell Big boy, get back, they gon' hold my bell Just like Attica 67 when they closed the jail Be careful, but promote yourselves That's what they told me, informed, but unconcerned *** beef, when it dissolve, it does not return I don't leave, stagnate, nor move off beat So the speed that we barely do, I move on feet I rough ride, twin boogers on the side of my seats Drive-bys, bodies left on both sides of the streets I blax out, never blind by the size of the image No disguise, I'm a side of the line for Vincent Home's finished, scrambling, caught in the scrimmage Twelve shells, Victor Shannon, I'm causing a hemorrhage Get the casket and bomb and forget the basket For moving backwards, New York's number one draft pick I'm a ***, a *** I'm a ***, a *** I'm a ***, a *** I'm a ***, a *** All this nigga know is, get money, burn a lot of smokes Lazy niggas was sleeping, I was by the boat Not a joke, free phone snitches, niggas gotta choke When it's time to sleep with the fishes, I supply the boat I hustle and I sweat, it hurts, I supply the coke Cause don't nothing scare me worse than dying broke I ain't poking on my ribs while I'm laying in the Taurus I live this ***, y'all just performance Dirty gang, I seen thugs turn informants Cooking cops, running the crib, no warrants Money talk though, never stuck in the grudge Got a female lawyer and she *** the judge I was once told, that you reap what you sow And uh, the scent of weed always seep in your clothes And uh, it's quiet money so we speaking in codes Like, why should I trust you nigga, I'm a hustler I'm a ***, a *** I'm a ***, a *** I'm a ***, a *** I'm a ***, a *** Yo, Jesus Christ, yo, he just nice Like a Ginzu blade nigga, he just slice To get y'all out the game dawg, it's not long Anybody can spit, faggot, but can you make a hot song? You're not wrong, like Biggie said, you're dead wrong Need to get your flow tight, gotta get your head strong Watch us, the way we floss up in coke knockers Walk right past security, whip them poppers Like what, who the *** gon' stop us? Y'all waiting till the summer, when this *** album drop us I know y'all hate it, because your flows are outdated We finished as an artist and I finally made it Nigga I paid my dues, and this game patiently waited Niggas ain't give me ***, I had to take it It's A-Dot, all year round I stay hot Nigga I play not, ride through your block in that great drop They call me headhunter, the head is all I aim for That top spot nigga, what you think I came for? These words touch you, cut you open like a chainsaw And now your man is like, what y'all set his name for? ***in' hustler, mother***in' animal I'm a hustler, got my power I'm a hustler I'm a hustler