Awar & Vanderslice - Hustlers Spirit lyrics
rate meYou got two for five down bags
Wanna know my price? Just raised it!
Fifty stacks a crack, some just play shit
Any songs I touch flames, I upgrade it!
Grams put my age in, to discuss payments
Trust fond kids getting breaks with the praised
Prayed for new things and your custom maintains quick
AA rich I’mma grenade with a scrape pen
I’m praying for my Q...
A brave king, but royalty is rare
I got acquaintances, cause loyalty is scarce
I hit pavement and post on ...
Pro-bono, hold up, that’s a no go!
I need show dough and some extra zeros
Or I’ll be at your door, left the credit bureau
I’m the first in fifteen, all the customers fearless!
This is the sad, the hustler spirit!
Hook:
Walk like a G, get it off a ...
I’m a hustler!
I’m the dwag of the streets
I’m a hustler!
It will cost you a fee
I’m a hustler!
I got what you need
I’m a hustler!
I’m the dwag of the streets
I’m a hustler!
It will cost you a fee
I’m a hustler!
Fresh good, we get cake like bakeries
Paper grew on trees, we’ll be breaking leaves.
Options plentiful, schedule less flexible
I won’t take a minute unless it’s Jay-z
If it ain’t about revenue FU play me
We’re out here plotting our next chess move
This is my world and the fucking rain check is due
My clothes speak of an exotic strain residue
I got a frozen heart so I... stash
Speak in one language if the... is next
The translation gets some cold hard cash
Fiends in the water, that’s a long shark attack
No profit with seven digits off your nose
See that rapper stays sniffing up a slope
I got them leaning, raw for giving soul
I got them fiending, addicted to this dope.
Hook:
Walk like a G, get it off a ...
I’m a hustler!
I’m the dwag of the streets
I’m a hustler!
It will cost you a fee
I’m a hustler!
I got what you need
I’m a hustler!
I’m the dwag of the streets
I’m a hustler!
It will cost you a fee
I’m a hustler!
The flavor enactor, fruits of my labor
Get the suit teller announce the new neighbors
Get the dummy district and cup a few...
Put it in a lake, the view of your savior
When the light hit the jewel, yeah, shoot lasers.
I spit on handouts, I don’t do favors
The shoes gaiter, y’all cry crocodile tears
Rude behavior, ya rapper style weird
Acting out of pocket like my label project
The dockets make a more strange and suspect.
I’mma get mine, you can hate it or love it
We ain’t talking bankrolls and changing subject ...
I can show you how to do this a million ways
Can’t get the boot fixed of minimum wage
And I’ll be living this way till the bills get paid, ya heard!?
[Outro:]
You don’t lose faith in winners everyday of this life
Just keep the winning, and winning and winning
And do you know why, Bob Colonel?
Because I’ve got the most puzzled attitude,
I’ve got the most stability, I’ve got the greatest physical attributes,
And I just happen to be the best athlete alive today!