Hustler's Story (feat. Scarface, Akon & Big Gee) (Explicit)

Akon and B-I-G

Ni**az talkin but aint livin it

Cristyle pac I'm sippin it

Mobb hats and lizard sh*t

Gator talks b**ch

Rollin blunts wit the wheelist of da wheelies

Hitch link cop

On 1s and nine millis

Stories like a motherf**ker

Model b**chs wonderin if I'ma f**k wit her

She noe I treat my b**ches like gavana

Dolce and gabana drippin

Big poppa neva slippin

H class diamonds shining

Dinner with wifey whining dining

Smokin cigars and bolbatar with columbian ni**as named panama

And engrigay and sh*t

Games we play life envy

B**ches bending over with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans

I got my carrot tank top I got your banked stopped

Sofa's on top

Benjamins under the rest of them

Advancing from duplex 2 mansion

Staching keys hiding g's ova seas vcr's in my beat

Game on my money I make into stocks and real estate b**ch

Jet skiing in the Carribean

White sand discusing plans with my man

Dark blue land smoke tint crome rims

And a system that leave my rear views trembling

Whatchu gone do wen poppa catch your attitude

Drop 2 your knees and show gratitude

Kiss my ring it's a frank white thing

I stay potent

B**ches devoted take my di*k and deep throat it

Eternal sunshine

In this elevated world of mine

Lookin for this hour glass of time

Tryna find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living

4 5 6's on the streets they shootin

Is there any money out ther for me

U just listen 2 this hustler's story

Picture me a product of his own doing

Scared lost don't know what I'm suppose to be

Sh*t cost money never came to me

When sh*t short I suffered unshamedly

The lord humble ni**az 'specially if they act like

They too big for they draw when they stacks right

Think I'm bullshittin A bunch of ni**az back like

Right back home with stacks gone they forgot Christ

I know a ni**a sold his soul for a nickel rock

I know some hold for the 'dro we can't hit the cock

I know a ni**a workin 9-5

Been on 15 years ain't got a car to drive

I know some ni**a wanna act hard flicks pitch

Fake jack boys can't rob get killed

Got kin folk backyard big whips

Escart that lift my homeboy this year

Eternal sunshine

In this elevated world of mine

Lookin for this hour glass of time

Tryna find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living

4 5 6's on the streets they shootin

Is there any money out ther for me

U just listen 2 this hustler's story

Akon

While B I G sittin up with Enrique

I'm on the coastline politican wit Jose

We got the birds flyin in the coupe all day

Tryin to find a new way to smugglin pure yay'

We bout our business ain't know small time thieves

If you ain't growin the 'caine then we ain't gon' meet

See I'm the one when things get biig

And my Africans will put yo' main man to sleep now

And Mexico far from the block

Tryin to figure out how many glocks to a box now

Sellin arms as well as rocks in my socks

If you could show me the money

Here's the keys to the lock now

Ey you know the streets is my territory

Ain't scared of nothin let you fear it for me

Ey whether win lose or draw

Believe that death is waitin for all

Eternal sunshine

In this elevated world of mine

Lookin for this hour glass of time

Tryna find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living

4 5 6's on the streets they shootin

Is there any money out ther for me

U just listen 2 this hustler's story

Ni**az is quick to chop rocks and hide hands

Make a break for it get away for it that was the plan (but)

So the whole time I been plottin on his man

Caught him slippin and sleepin

I hit his a** wit the can and

Here's somethin that you can't understand

How can one be so cold and snatch a ni**a's soul (Damn)

I'm on some get back sh*t there comes a time

In every man's mind when it's deeper than dollar signs

I been on the grind got homies doin time

Behind ni**az actin like b**ches and b**ches droppin dimes

I'm duckin indicters p**sy just wet and wise

Ni**az just ain't tellin no they know we let it slide

But nah we gotta ride and we gotta die

So if you catch up to his a** before I catch him

Give him mine

The rats one thing a real ni**a here dispise

I'm a five K one killa I set his a** on fire

Eternal sunshine

In this elevated world of mine

Lookin for this hour glass of time

Tryna find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there living

4 5 6's on the streets they shootin

Is there any money out ther for me

U just listen 2 this hustler's story