Goldru$h - Hustlin For a Long Time lyrics

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Goldru$h - Hustlin For a Long Time lyrics

[Bridge - Blade] Separate me from these streets lord They tryna hold me down I do this for my people They tryna break me down [Verse 1: Ice Berg] My n***a went to prison, gave him 7 years He say he was going through hell off in these streets foreal sh**, that boy was damn near homeless not cause he was dead broke but cause everybody want it His head off his shoulders His momma house got shot up so many times that she went and moved to Georgia When them k**as can't find you, thats what they resort to And when they on they man hunt Your loved ones resourceful So think before you move n***a I rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6 so imma keep that tool with me And he say he dont never think about d**h Sliding one deep cause he was born by himself Will there ever be peace? Hell, I feel like Pac I often wanna know his last thoughts that night he got shot Im doing this one for my Gs trying to find a way out My n***a keep on grinding and watch how it play out, straight up [Hook] A wise man once told me That them n***as ain't your n***as and dont put your trust in them b**hes but We all make mistakes And we all take losses, thats a part of the game And I know that change gone come homie We can't stop, it ain't over until its over Ive been hustling for a long time (x2) [Bridge - Blade] Separate me from these streets lord I do this for my people [Verse 2 - Blade] b**h I been down ever since I could remember Cold winters, Vienna sausages for dinner Hard living, mama dating different n***as No father figure Tryna figure how to make a dollar from a lousy nickel Sometimes I sip a little liquor just to ease the pain Keep sipping till I float away (This ain't no place for a n***a, no place for a n***a x2) I feel my unc looking down on me I can hear him tell me keep it real, and hold it down homie Only talk to my mama every blue moon Watch my granddaddy out the blue go too soon This cold world got a hold on a n***a Got my dawg doing time cause they told on my n***a (Have mercy on a soul of a n***a, ice cold blow take a soul on a n***a) [Hook] A wise man once told me That them n***as ain't your n***as and dont put your trust in them b**hes but We all make mistakes And we all take losses, thats a part of the game And I know that change gone come homie We can't stop, it ain't over until its over Ive been hustling for a long time (x2)