The OSC - Heart Of A Hustler lyrics
rate meFeat. Kendrick Lamar, Cisco Adler & Jag
I’m a hustler baby, born and raised on the playground
Where I spend most of my days
Same elegy like crack cocaine
Everybody gonn know my name
I got the heart of a hustler, heart of a hustler
I got the heart of a hustler, heart of a hustler X 2
When I kick it, I kick this shit
Like the beat was my enemy
You had thought it was …on put like old widow’s peak
…do what it do, paint a picture like doodle, ain’t dude, you ain’t shit but doodoo
In the city, where semis are pointed at them, that mean you
You can hide, you get if you want to and do karate moves
But the crouching tiger just might get broken down by a rider
Yeah the passenger hopped out but you got shot by the driver
There’s a hustler like everywhere, so why would you take it there
Neighborhood terror, risk got the …these people scared
That’s why my intelligence tell me to keep a …
Tell me fuck you, I tell you fuck you back with my index finger
I can flip on some killing shit but I’d rather keep cool
Keep a sober state of mind, until the kids …stay in school
Cause in education it’s …on the corner like…with that brown paper bag
That’s hustler
I’m a hustler baby, born and raised on the playground
Where I spend most of my days
Same elegy like crack cocaine
Everybody gonn know my name
I got the heart of a hustler, heart of a hustler
I got the heart of a hustler, heart of a hustler X 2
I want the whole world to know a nigga
Do this for the hustlers that was hustling before a nigga
Me and home you got it I’m taking it so don’t show a nigga
Tryna give all my brothers bread, it’s like I owe a nigga
That’s why I’m drowning on some hop out shit
With the rocks out on some rock out shit
That’s why we creeping, niggas eating, niggas sleeping
On some knock out shit
Got niggas balling in the shit, we on some lock out shit
I ain’t been home in months, I got my lady fiending
The fridge is empty no extra milk, so the baby screaming
And I’m my only protection, fighting the baby’s demons
I’m just hustling for better living, we’re crazy dreaming
You know the moves nigga, stand up or stay down
Hands down, I’m on my own shit and I’m the man now
Gather up, stand round, pussy nigga…
All I got is lion heart…
I’m a hustler baby, born and raised on the playground
Where I spend most of my days
Same elegy like crack cocaine
Everybody gonn know my name
I got the heart of a hustler, heart of a hustler
I got the heart of a hustler, heart of a hustler X 2
