KRAYZIE BONE

KRAYZIE BONE - I Strive (I'm A Hustla) lyrics

rate me

Cause I'm a hustla

I strive (cause I'm a hustla)

I no ya'll niggas wanna see me fall

Ya'll niggas don't wanna see me ball

Haters hatin hard

Because da way I play my cards

Krayzie scrap dey yard

And I'm takin it all just like I hitcha hard and kill em,

Den deminish enough said

Mr. don't trust fans the reason we got the ghetto on lock still

Cause we da truth and ya'll not real

Spit at da youth when I'm in da booth 100 proof dis is what we do

No what I mean

I'm a tip top, hip hop hustla man

Dey say dat wroken really skinny but he muscled da game

Don't even want no mo fame,

Just write dat check

Show me some love cause I'm fresh and the best in here

Dey try to block my shine but can't stop my glow

Dis time he shock em everytime follow by a 44

I might not been in the scene but I'm always in the picture,

Still I shine so my life is right

I strive (cause I'm a hustla)

Dey wonda how I'm so appealin, and I'm still enable fa da killin(I'm warning ya)

It ain't no issue, we official when it's time to handle business(we warriors)

Yep I'm a suvivor, rider, struggla, striver, real provider, can make it happen like Mcguyver, entrepreneur ain't nothin to it I'm a wise up

Shook all em bustas who neva thought I neva wise up

Game, I been on the the runnin before I reckognize game

I see it comin and keep inflictin my way, stay sucka free if I can I don't even want dem haters to even shake my hand

If it ain't about no dollas, no don't even holla, so don't even botha,

Don't even waste my time cause I done come up from the bottom, broke,

Do with out no, so sometimes I hate my life

I strive (cause I'm a hustla)

100 dolla bills, I'm addicted to scrill ya'll,

Just can't get out da game, you can't win,

All you can do is maintain,

Do watcha got to do, you gotta look after you,

Get cha grind on

If you a hustla

Don't get to close to dem suckas, no bustas

We gotta make sho dey respect the true thugstas

My time, my grind, I'm tryna find my shine today,

Subtract, the law, distract, and find my way,

So come out da way and give me sum fa reala,

And get some money with da real thugs

That's why we creep up on a rise,

You gotta get yours, I gotta get mine

I strive (cause I'm a hustla)

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