The Hustle
Iratehippy
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My eyes open, I'm staring into the heavens
Bearing another lesson of pain
Sometimes I wonder how
I wasn't insane
Maybe cause fuckin' with jane
Helped the crumblin' pain
Now roll it up and take a puff to the brain
Could never fuck with you lames
My mind level is something to climb fellow
Fucking with mines, bitch
You'll be tellin' the swines hello
Hustle n' grind shit
While you waiting in line fellow
In a divine pit
I'm woke n' I'm fine, shit
I'm just facing these trials
In blatant denial
Like, damn it, is it my time
Cause I've been waiting a while
Got a small circle here
Nobodies faking a smile
We smoking good 'sess' the best
Tryna' escape on a cloud
I'm talkin' fuck the negative
I got too much bread to get
But its hatred everywhere that I go
Tryna' to stay away from the fake shit
When it's there in my home
Don't they say home is where the hate is
I'll just stay in a hole ain't got no time for that
Only reaching out to my demons
I see them smiling back
Conversation with Satan
Asking her where my mind is at
On my own path
Never followed the blind
Tryna sit and unwind
Muthafuck the sorrowful times
Tryna to get wasted
Lonely stoner roll em up and face it
Basic? bitch dont ever disrespect the play
Shit I keep it gutta'
Most these muthafuckas ain't adjacent
Disagree with that statement
You'll be tasting this pavement
But really though I've been on the grind
Keep it really low
Cause most these people hate
Say they your friends and they really foes
But ain't nobody fucking with
This rage that I got in me though
I cock a pen and point it at the page
And let the semi blow
Eeny, mo', miny',
These fuckas' are so tiny
Claiming they big dogs
But these bitches is so whiny
Spit and polish my flow
Till my lyrics are so shiny
A southern slug been drug
Through the mud and it's so slimy, I know
Now smoke it up
Cause out the bottom I go
Combination's the perfect match
I'm staying high to get low
Fuck the negativity
You see I'm trying to get blowed
Least enough to empty my brain
Cock it back and reload
A lonely stoner but my personalities are never vacant
So whenever I'm alone, I make the perfect conversations
But I send a blessing to
Those who testin' my slim patience
Sleeping on the kid it's 'bout to be a grim wakenin'
Grin breakin',
Leave your fuckin' limbs achin'
But I ain't overdoin' it
A hooligan but too legit
Got up out the gutter
Leavin' haters looking super sick
Steady motivation
You can miss me with the stupid shit
Get up out my face with it
If it ain't money related
No debatin', I'll be grindin'
Til I'm mentioned with the greatest
Not talkin' bout' the muthafuckas', you got overrated
I'm not hatin'
I'm just sayin' that they're basic
Okay, shit
Muthafuckas thinkin' they seein' me
Need LASIK, surgery
Pump up the volume if they ain't heard of me
A certainty I get on the record and leave a murder scene
These hatin' faces eliminated, they never worry me
Don't lit the J n' now I'm drifting away
Been through the rain, so the mist is okay
The same shit, different day
Is overplayed, I feel like rippin' my face
A marathon but it's a sprint for the day
That's just my hustle though