Funkmaster Flex - Young M.A Freestyles on Flex | Freestyle #004 lyrics

[Verse 1] We still hustle til' the cows come home Momma praying that her child come home Its a hot summer, get caught you do not utter Police come we run, we out, we dippin' like hot bu*ter I swear you gotta be built for this sh** And ought to be ready and willing to deal with this sh** I got three hustles thats three incomes n***a I just can't sit on my a** thats why I been up n***a Chin up head high don't slip up n***a Sit up n***a, them boys plotting grip up n***a Act tough where you stand is where you'll end up n***a Where I'm from thats what it is ain't no if buts n***a Don't trip up n***a, you fall you better get up n***a My brother picked up a gun I picked a pen up n***a But when he died I picked that clip up n***a Watch over me bro and make sure I never give up n***a I got my city on my back and my shoulders I got n***as that pop off like the back on controllers They can't control it We here forever they here for the moments I'm so NY thats why my logo a token My main focus is to stay focused Remain focused never change focused Came in the game focused Told these lames hold this, now they face frozen Cause they see me doing sh** they never thought a b**h could do, and now they wanna ride the wave heres a paddle canoe Got more b**hes dropping panties then club pollute Its red life paint the city red Get rich or die trying thats what 50 said Im out here working trying to get the Diddy bread Reppin brooklyn du cap with the biggie head Hip hop was just sleeping wasn't really dead And since life is a b**h I made it give me head