Текст песни Hustler - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

It's God, family and hustle
Over everything, and that's on everything
Never Broke Again
DJ Khaled
This the mixtape
DESHAWN

Real neglection, I done showed her that she
Special
[?] she feel secure 'cause I'm who fuck her
And protect her way better
Though 'fore we measure, I can't help you
Comprehend on these levels
You don't understand me, then it's fuck 'em
I'm a cold-blooded stepper

I'm a hustler, caught 'em poppin' wheelies
Even sat in that [?]
[?], saw around the world, weed in my leaf
Dump died, long as I'm always with my nig*as
She been 'round since the storm came, she
Don't know how I kiss her
I'm a popular loner
Came up a ten in the dice game with my phone off
Better watch your back inside that cut, you get rolled
On
I ain't do one thing special for you in so long

Oh, now we here, let's get this clear
All to the field, they plan to kill
Anybody 'round this way, I promise not to let
Them live
I'm a figure, no Apollo
Buttons trailin' on my rear
I'm in this bitch, one zip, you trip and we gon'
Leave you here
Arguin' with her, she gon' sit back and probably
Blame it on my job
Tell her friend I ain't happy with my music and
Take it out on her
Bitch, stop the bappin' I been havin' in the cabin
With the stars
I got these dancers in here dancin' while I'm
Leanin' off that awe
Finally made it out with ah, that my boy, in the
Cell we both was scarred, yeah, watch me take
It hard
Nig*a, fuck 'em, I'll cancel out the whole tour
Nig*a knowin' 'bout how Top do it
Collectin' millions, no trippin', they ain't listen
When I talk to 'em
I'll give that bit*h a million if she turn it up my
Influence
Watch it as I speak, it'd too fluent
I just want to help 'em out, I don't salt 'em
Down, I been in, out growin'
Still investin' and collectin', you know how
I'm doin'

I'm a hustler, caught 'em poppin' wheelies, even sat in that [?]
[?], saw around the world, weed in my leaf
Dump died, long as I'm always with my niggas
She been 'round since the storm came, she don't know how I kiss her
I'm a popular loner
Came up a ten in the dice game with my phone off
Better watch your back inside that cut, you get rolled on
I ain't do one thing special for you in so long

They can get critical
No, I'll- I'll rephrase it
I say they can get lyrical
When it come to this gangster shit and real life situations, I'ma spit
It in a whole different form, nig*a, I'ma make it critical
You pussy-ass niggas
You know what? It ain't even about no nigga
That my bipolarness kickin' in, go
This was for all the hustlers
Ain't nobody gon' outwork me
Ain't nobody gon' outwork Deshawn
This the mixtape
Let's hustle