Bou

And I swear nobody hustle harder

Yea

This for my hustlers only

Go ahead put me in your Top five underrated

Might've pulled a couple cards but I never hated

I ain't always have the money had to get acquainted

Is he a real dope dealer or an entertainer?

I'm a legend in the making with the pen and paper

Steady moving up the ranking staying dedicated

You don't appreciate your freedom till you get it taken

Ain't no point in having dreams if you never chase it

Graduated from the block still bussin' down rocks

Still down to knock a nigga out his muhfuckin socks

Still setting up shop still buying new glocks

Running with them niggas that been thuggin from the start

Heard they wanna see me give it up

Fuck that, turn my city up

Real heavy like a semi truck

On a lil DC backstreet ran fifty up (Racks)

You could never be me you ain't lit enough

Dope boy new scale need batteries

All I do is get the money why they mad at me?

Sneak dissers online they ain't at'n me

If I was broke it'd be a muhfuckin tragedy

One to two do it magically

Move smart use strategy

Came up did it gradually

Picture real with out tagging me?

Hustle hard man that shit in my anatomy

I went from broke to a brick on the table

Servin' that shit that go straight up the nasal

Lord only know all the risks I been taking

I'm practicing keeping my distance from satan

Look at how far I done came with no label

They think imma rapper I'm trapping like Rayful

Niggas is cap and these bitches ungrateful

I hopped out the cradle got straight to them pesos its Bou

This for my hustlers only

This is not for the robbers not for the rappers

Not for the scammers and not for the actors

This for my dawgs with the raw gettin active

Hustlers trappers not for the cappers

Still re-ing up got racks in the mattress

Ride with the real no daps for the catfish

Even if I get picked last in the draft

Shit I'll still count cash with a half brick in traffic

Someone tell em that the real still in it

Few speed bumps but the wheels still spinning

Heart so cold ain't feel in a minute

Cause the real gettin killed and the fake still living

Long live Nip he gon still give me hope

He ain't never gon die cause he lived what he wrote

Been up for a minute but I'm still living broke

Cause it's all money in till the mills in a row

But I don't talk too much I just buy and sell

I done turned gentrifiers into clientele

Let the streets speak for me I ain't tryna yell

Cause all the loud niggas die or they fry in jail

If them scams ain't hittin nigga buy a scale

I been killin rap niggas they ain't find the shells

I been sticking to the code stay reaching for my goals

Imma make it on my soul only time will tell

This for my hustlers only

For Hustlers Only

Bou

Текст песни For Hustlers Only - Bou