Lyrics HUSTLERS (feat. TheBigHomieLo & Young Buck) - CalicoDEIRA

One day I'll get a mansion with a swimming pool

I associate with shot-calling individuals
And ghostface killers out here who murder fools
Say you making moves but dog, I ain't heard of you
They tried to feed me to the wolves

Look what it turned me to
The one and only pack leader
You can break down my lyrics, bar for bar its
Common knowledge, I'm a rap genius

Nike Air Force Energy black sneakers
Looking fresh in a off-white polo t-shirt
Grade A's, what I'm smoking, can you smell the diesel
Every day I dance with death

Tango with the Grim Reaper
I don't sugarcoat shit, I'm authentic as they get
I be all up in the mix
I'm a natural-born hustler

I guess they thought I left the shit alone
But once again, I get a chance to prove you bitches wrong
I bury opps and send them home where they all belong
And send their families a message telling them they're gone

The big homie lo and playing uce, I got it good
Eat the type of fish you'll never find it in the hood
Catch me flippin' these pasteles at the family party
Watch my cousins get rowdy when they drink Bacardi

Island shit, not too many get to witness it
But trust me, if my people press the issue, then you feeling it
Body bag whoever don't belong here on my sovereign sweat
But quick to squeeze the trigger for my people on this Aina shit

Only shopping locals nowadays, fuck designer shit
Out here rocking all the latest slides, cause that's what's always in
Fuck the city brauds, it's time for Lo to get an island chick
To show her what it's like to have a life that we can build within

Pick the Harley up on one wheel
Told menace I'm pulling up in Compton, it's a done deal
Cookie jars keep my lungs filled
Bitch its Buckshots, pray to God that no one's killed

Brought the neighborhoods and gangsters out
A country nigga did it, that's something to think about
Still scraping the ground and low lows on these broke hoes
I got rich off the shit you put in your nose

Chopper on me when I'm sliding down Melrose
Watch for the hellos, everybody don't sell O
Khaki shorts and some long socks
Strolled down Figaro, getting a bankroll from a known thot

I don't need yours, I brought my own Glock
These pussies play with my name like I'm gon' stop
I only stayed in this game cause there's no pops
And I'm not finished popping up a few opps