The Art of Hustle (Explicit)

The Art of Hustle (Explicit) - Yo Gotti

Written by：Mario Mims

Law number 1 never underestimate the enemy

See this a very important law law 2 if a man

How a flaw that mean that flaw really exist

Never take it for granted never

Rule 3 make sure you never break it never

Sleep where the sack at

I'm the hustler's constitution

Feds giving back time for retribution

You snitching that sh*t excuses

Pain that's execution and that's my only solution

I got from stopping these rat niggas from moving

My life a movie not a short film

Big budget denizen Washington Will Smith yeah

Sacrifice all Pacino godfather Marlon Brando

A word to the wise watch your guys niggas snakes in disguise

Meeting b**ches off the gram know they living and lying

Cold heart never cried if I did it was blood

Little ni**a big pride murder that's what it was and that's law

See if a ni**a

See when you got that mother f**ker chip on your

Shoulder and that big a** pistol and a ni**a come playing

You gotta show a ni**a you mean business you know what I'm saying

I'm fighting pain fame I never want to change

I'm the same still running with the gang

Still down to kill a ni**a about some petty

You a million dollar ni**a got to get that in your brain

Now get that in your brain it's all about the

We savages we all live the same

And it's the art of war ni**a like the art of hustle ni**a

They looking for the goonies but I'm the muscle ni**a

I'm shooter like Durant

I got heart like Russell ni**a

I lost a million to the plug I never trust another ni**a

What if I sell a million records will that change the code

Will my niggas try to betray me cause I know they vultures

Will L A Reid see my vision

Create me a better way to put my people on

Will my baby mama finally quit texting my phone

Kiss my daughter and my son tell 'em I'm coming home

Tell my niggas put the pistols down I'm in the zone

I been dropping nothing but gangsta sh*t on every song

This that sh*t they been waiting for forever long

They gave my Patna 30 years for talking on the phone

I had to watch his mama cry and tell her let's be strong

I'm hold him down he won't do all that time alone

What if I wasn't a rapper the streets would get annoyed

Cause don't nobody tell it how I tell it and you know it

What if they say I changed cause I went outside the box

What's good I kept my plug number so I can get some blocks

18 wheeler full of coc*ine I'm talking lots of d**e

Not believing Mexican plugs f**k a horoscope

If you a star where your telescope

These niggas high they on hello d**e

Your favorite rapper hello broke

Cars leases they got hello notes

Houses rented got eviction notes and everybody already know

You fabricated and

You sold a million records I got millions of dollars

Who really made it huh