Hustlin' is a Habit

I be thinking bout' a whole lotta ways of getting paid And got a lot of ways of getting mine, all the time If you got it, then I want it, that shit don't stop Let me get that out ya' nigga Still we closing down shop And taking hits at the same time, trying to maintain my ends Fuck a benz, I'm trying to get a Land Rover Riding down Magnolia, hit the horn at the real soldiers Fuck the ones who wanna see me dead all over in Angola Have 'em saying "Damn, that boy done came up, he done got famous" And "I know you couldn't test that nigga, cause he was on that dust" Yeah I caught a joce, but that just was my wake up call A year and 6, back in town with a lot of rounds They said I'm tripping, I've got a gift that God gave me I'll be slipping, I'm crazy, I'm a hustler Hook Hustlin' is a habit, we gots to get our paper Straight mob niggas, touching 6 figures on these capers (x4) I be an artist like Picasso, when it come to these jacks Flood my nostrils with this powder, boy you surf to get wet I need it all in one pop, cause boy my habit can't wait Get tough, kiss this M-11, and quality on like a safe See, my trigger finger's shaky, got a bad taste in my mouth See my nose starting to run and that mean that time bout' out You know the ghetto's trying to kill me Thats why I'm giving it to you raw Fuck what you heard about a nigga, and believe what you saw Since life or death in these streets, and my seeds gotta eat The lord gave law to the land The strong survive by the weak Don't play no games, cause I'm tweaking, and you know whats next Get ass-hole Luke out on the floor, oh yeah come up out that there Rolex Thats on the G to the H to the O-S-T Hustlin' is a habit and there ain't no cure for me Hook (x4) FUCK PEACE, its a violent society I'm lacking the currency, but shit I need the bread so I can eat Cops stop it, they don't purify the streets, nigga from Smack Meets Cause I tell it how it be Some dope fiends owe me, so they got they ass beat Such a cold world, wicked ghetto tragedy (your telling me) I got soldiers with forces and traits from Angola Pelican fate, meal quick at your ?atrophy? Tell me why it has to be, cause I'm a G So many fake ass hoes and foes Thats how the world goes Billy Block owed double kilos, she load the steel-o We on the D-low Don't make me push it aside like Rico We getting money in my Bubblelaud Benz ???????? and Magnolia Slim Boy, why these suckers try to do me Why they mad Cause I'm influenced by niggas who make they own movies While you acting moody, Crooked pass me the tooly I'm a tuck 'em farther down till they do me They be shining like African rubies I'mma a real hustler nigga.... Hook