Текст песни Hustla in Me - Creedo

Hey, yeah man, it's Big CAMP Stylo, man
Just calling to check in, man
Goddamn
Uh, check on your mental and shit, man

See where your head at
Goddamn
I heard you on a goddamn snap
Think you was in a booth last night

That bitch was tough as hell, man
I was seeing where the hell you dropped
Goddamn
See, I was just, just really calling to see what's on your mind

For real, man
Goddamn
I love you, my nigga
Hit me back, goddamn, when you get this message

Goddamn
Stay safe on that goddamn road, too
Alright, boy
Love

I been goin' hard, but I ain't got no limit
Naw for real like I been going hard and like shit been getting hard out here but I aint gone stop

I been goin' hard, but I ain't got no limit
Got niggas in the grave I got niggas behind the fences
Don't glorify the hood but hell, I'm made out the trenches
It ain't trickin' if you got it, but look, baby, I ain't trippin
I can't argue with my hoe, That shit just, it ain't in me
Its best we go our ways, and we just keep our distance
I been humble, I been broke, That Hustler, it's just in me
That Hustler, it's just in me

I wear my heart on my sleeve I thought I lost my jacket
I bear arms just in case they think I'm lacking
Designer junkie she gone fuck me for my fashion
They think they catchin' up, but hell, I'm runnin' past them
I'm tryna stack a M, stackin' up these hundreds
I done been broke, I'm not goin' back to nothin

I done had hoes, not beggin' no bitch to love me
Worth a half a ticket, who thought that
I would touch it
Momma ain't raise no bitch, but she raise a star, nigga
They just hear the music, but they ain't see the scars, niggas
When I was broke, I can't even call niggas

I was in the gym, back-to-back, workin' hard, nigga
Chemo killed my granny, I can't let that pain go
You don't got the fake to kick it, smoke, just let me know
Niggas act like bitches why these niggas move like hoes
I'll call up my jeweler, bust down my neck, my shit is froze
I just spilled my heart, all I needed was a beat, singin' to these hoes

Why these niggas think they me, this is off the top
But this freestyle, it ain't free, made it out the projects
Made it out the streets, I'm tryna get me a Benz, I want her and her friends
John Moran no gym, these niggas a pussy, they wimps
I need a bitch like Kim, she wanna fuck me on film
I'm tryna get me an M, AR, I knock off a limb

These niggas is pussy I see them, I'm not fuckin' with them
I'm not fuckin' with them My life is a movie, like, bitch, I'm the truth
Limited edition, these bitches are cope Got in the game and I switched all the rules
Free all my niggas, that's eatin' the soup
Fuck with my bread, we makin' the news
Two hundreds ones, and she like the groove

That pussy like water shit wet like a pool
I give her the dick and I give her the boot
I been thuggin' my whole life, I'm not just poppin' my shit
I spend a check on my diamonds, for my neck and my wrist
I got rich off a grindin ain't no settlement
I'm the one, I'm the goat, got tired of tellin em

I'm tryna get me a Benz, I want her friends
John Moreno gym, these niggas is pussy, they wimps
I need a bitch like Kim, she wanna fuck me on film

I been goin' hard, but I ain't got no limit
Got niggas in the grave I got niggas behind the fences
Don't glorify the hood but hell, I'm made out the trenches
It ain't trickin' if you got it, but look, baby, I ain't trippin
I can't argue with my hoe, That shit just, it ain't in me
Its best we go our ways, and we just keep our distance
I been humble, I been broke, That Hustler, it's just in me
That Hustler, it's just in me