Black Cobain - Virginia Niggaz lyrics
rate meI’m for real with this shit
Maybe I’m a dreamer, all the dreams come true?
My niggas told me I’ll make it, I believed them, too
And I wanted new shoes but the rent was due
What we meant to do, get the principle
We have to get the paper and the latest of sneaks’
Them Adidas was cold and them Jordans ain’t cheap
Now we smoking back to back and all this reefer got me thinking like
Will I ever see heaven, fucking with Satan
And all the shows I’m doing, let them tell it a nigga made it
And I broke her heart, let them tell her we separated
Bill collected call on my phone, forgot to pay it
I’m tryina take care of myself, then fuck this waiting
Living out the bag, can’t find a pair of socks
Blunt is on the floor, hoe you sleeping on the cat
Think I might make it so she laying right with me
She tryina be the one when the money come, I get it
Gotta pop the pistol, but I’m tryina own homes
Wear my heart on my sleeve, this will call the garcon
You don’t hustle like me, you is a customer, please
You don’t talk what you live, I grew up in the streets
You know, my uncle from Haiti and my pops was a hustler
And my mother did drugs, that’s fucked up when you love her
Got some shit on my mind, hate the best of you, niggas
But a hustler is what I present to you, niggas
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
Bust it down, y’all watch
Bust it down, y’all watch
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
Bust it down, y’all watch
Bust it down, y’all watch
You talking ‘bout a bust down rolly from a bus pass
You talking ‘bout a tour, 20 people, what’s that?
I’m talking about no label nigga, two tours
Hard money, real money, if you wana talk money, blew money
Talking Mandela, hear you mom is in the ghetto
Went from special aide class to 38, got bless you
You tryina chase time but time running out
My niggas keep hustling even in a drought
Can enjoy the fruits of your labor while you alive
‘Cause family’s another job, hope you taking them for the ride
With the pressures of making music when both of them worlds colliding
They living in a misconception, my niggas tryina survive
We drinking…. screaming money ain’t a thing
You think I’m tryina do it, that ain’t even why I came
But I can’t, you want respect, I want the same thing
They on a private jet, shit, I want the same thing
Pretend you nigga know where I’m from, it’s not a secret
Rappers getting high in the booth, we don’t believe it
Harlem nigga got us his word I gotta keep it
They said a nigga sound like, stop reaching
I’m not talking how I live it, you bitches can get the business
My niggas practice the hustle, we close to practice religion
At least my mama is Christian, at least I’m not in the system
I hustle with Lord different, hustler premonition
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
Bust it down, y’all watch
Bust it down, y’all watch
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
Bust it down, y’all watch
Bust it down, y’all watch
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
Bust it down, y’all watch
Bust it down, y’all watch
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
We hustle different, Virginia niggas get paper
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
I’m tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
Bust it down, y’all watch
Bust it down, y’all watch
