Lyrics Hustle God - Bezz Believe

IIt′s the true story of a hustler
Where do I begin
Snakes in the grass they didn't wanna see me win where yo ass was at when i was suitin in the gym cause I remember as a youngin i didn′t have to many friends
Remember when they use to throw my cds on the ground
Tell them same haters in my city
Bitch look at me now
Bitch look at me now
Grind until i got it
Take em back to the days when i was recording in the closet
Who would ever thought I'd do a song with Kevin gates a month later then become apart of BWA BWA
We the hardest in the game use to buying clothes at target still amazed how far we came
Became a bread winner and thangs started ta change
Ya best believe our bookin price been goin off the chain
Whatcha want
Whatcha need
Bring yo mothafuckin cheese
Sun up
Sun down
Stack that dough by any means
Got homies throwin up them Cs
Patnas bangin Bs
I ain't trippin bout nobodys colors
All i see is green
Keep it g wit me and ima keep it g wit you
Looking out the window swore i saw them people peeking through
Heard them boys talkin reckless from the other side of town
To much ppaper on the table to be beefin with you clowns
Hatin thousand
100 thousand
100 dollar bills
Thats a mill
Young bobby busha I′m a playbacka forreal
Phone line jumpin i got hella clientele
Put the work in front of me guaranteed best sale keep them face gaurds clean
0 Reason to finesse thats the main reason why I probably treat it with respect
I′m known for good business and bad bitchs
In the studio rollin backwoods the size of shaqs fingers
My whole clique thorough from the goons to the camera man
Booby in the kitchen teachin me the arm and hammer dance
Dropped the ice in the pot wrist do a 360
Ounces of that stupid purp they serving em for 360
Move like an islamic too
Swervin in that rent-a-car bumpin luca brazy too startin drama over petty shit I won't respond to you
Only mad at me cause I refuse to do a song with you BWA we the dream team squad I don′t ever get tired i got 16 jobs (?) With the 6 point star moses and Muhammad call me the hustle god