Real Hustler
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"ATL Jacob, he a fuckin millionaire"
These days I've been living violent
Sometimes
They only hear you when you wylin'
Some nights
It's too hard to kill them with the silence
Sometimes
Cause my mind's so used to the sirens
Sometimes
Almost died the other night
It was timing
Good times
The pain just hide behind my diamonds
I'm fine
If you're gotta hit em now hit the violins
Sometimes
Maybe I'm just the product of environment
Sometimes
This thing ain't black and white
Had to trap whole life
I can't wait
One day to get my money up
Watching time go by
Pray my diamonds shine
They gonna hate when they start to see me run it up
Real hustler
Money coming in, gotta double up
Feds coming in, gotta double dutch
Yall n*ggas aint fucking with us
Real hustler
Money comin in, gotta double up
Feds coming in, gotta double dutch
None of yall n*ggas aint fucking with us
Thought the problems disappear when the Rari showed up
Truth be told I'm just getting older
Grind time now, I could never fold up
Hot boy crying on a cold shoulder
Skin don't show it but I really don't sleep
Racing to my my money I been flying 'cross seas
Following my dreams even though I don't dream
One day Imma tell you, baby, what it all means
This thing ain't black and white
Had to trap whole life
I can't wait
One day to get my money up
Watching time go by
Pray my diamonds shine
They gonna hate when they start to see me run it up
Real hustler
Money coming in, gotta double up
Feds coming in, gotta double dutch
Yall n*ggas aint fucking with us
Real hustler
Money comin in, gotta double up
Feds coming in, gotta double dutch
None of yall n*ggas aint fucking with us
Dear Lord (Dear Lord)
Thank you for a good night (Thank you for a good night)
A safe flight (A safe flight)
The right touch (The right touch)
And please keep away from fuck n*ggas for life amen
I love y'all thank you
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