[Verse 1 Daveed Diggs] Game dont wait heavy. wait. Eyes heavy but its time to grind motherfucker Cant be late hold up. wait. Fuck a ninetofive, push work statetostate shit No work, no food, still eatin off paper plates Banana clip is a paperweight, paper mate Tell em how youre married to the game She fuckin everybody but you still put a ring on it, on it Keep it one hunnit, homies, home is where the homies Home is where the homies got your back Get your backpack get Back to the block, bring it back to the block, shit Slangin crack beats cracks into Sacroiliac But the Glock cocked back, lay another body flat [Hook Mariel Jacoda] Here when they turn on the street lights Hustle til they cut em off, thats the street life Got the chrome on my hip and a bird for sale Thats how I get mine, thats how I get it [Verse 2 Daveed Diggs] Hustlin is a habit, so they say This is for the Gs who wasnt trippin and never knew any other way Other ways of gettin money, not many do not require A degree of separation from the streets you gettin paid in In which the degree of difficulty is extraordinarily high And she high while doin it so see why Somebody who isnt from it might not understand How you body a body in other words how I could just kill a man And still a gram is a gram and nobody is Instagramin They killin on Cypress Hill and they still is squeezin the hammers Police is beyond the scanners, these some obsequious bandits And brandishin flags of function You fuck a figure, its fashion then flash on a motherfucker You fuckin seeing the passion, forgetting the hunger This the jungle, time to get active and crack it So acrobatic, itll flip in a sec, but sets up and no second guessing Here in the street, people sweating for the money [Hook Mariel Jacoda] Here when they turn on the street lights Hustle til they cut em off, thats the street life Got the chrome on my hip and a bird for sale Thats how I get mine, thats how I get it [Verse 3 Daveed Diggs] No time for wifeys babies or other collateral damage Checking for snitches, they be the ones order tacos in Spanish Always thinking that they blendin in, but then sending them telegrams To the rollers, they bitches, not meaning feminine Meaning, fuck it, aint no explaining, get the fuck up and push cocaine All these fuckers gon sleep all day But if you suck up when one of you step up to these bucks Knock if you lacing up them chucks, no Taylor Gangin This shit is grimy and dirty, clothes stankin while you slangin Get up out to the blacktop, backpack for the crack rock Take shot at the cops at a spot where they knock a neighborhood watch Watch him, learn the code if them eyes are closed That means he sleeping on his feet and been out in the cold And if he flashin the gold He either new or want action and got back up on the toes Study all of your fractions, get up on the honor roll Roll the marijuana then flip the hoodie up and get ghost [Hook Mariel Jacoda] Here when they turn on the street lights Hustle til they cut em off, thats the street life Got the chrome on my hip and a bird for sale, ayy And if you trying to take this spot, better think twice This aint play time, youre fucking with my life Ima do what I gotta do to get my mil I gotta get mine, I gotta get it
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