Ice Berg - Hustlin For A Long Time lyrics

feat. Blade Separate me from these streets, lord They tryina wear me down I do this for my people We try to make it out My n***a went to prison, gave him 7 years He said he was going through hell of in these streets for real sh**, that boy was damned, not homeless Not just cause he was dead broke But cause everybody want him His head off his shoulders His mama house got shot so many times That she ran and moved to Georgia When them k**ers can't find you That's what they resort to And when they on they manhood, your love warns you.. sponsored links So think before you move n***a I rather be judged by 12, than carried by 6 So I'ma keep that tool with me And he say he don't never think about d**h Sliding one deep, cause he was born by himself Will there ever be peace, hell I feel like pac Often wanna know his last thoughts the night he got shot I'm doing this one for my g's tryina find a way out My n***a keep on grinding and watch how I play out, straight up! [Hook] A wise man one told me, that them n***as ain't your n***as Ain't no put your trust in the b**hes boy, but We all make mistakes, and we all take losses That's the part of the game, and I know That change gonn come, homie We can't stop, ain't over till it's over I've been hustling for a long time I've been hustling for a long time Separate me from these streets, lord I do this for my people b**h I've been down ever since I could remember Cold winter, pea and lasacce just for dinner Whole livin, mama dating different n***as, no father figure Tryina figure how to make a dollar from a lousy nickel Sometimes I sip a little liquor just to ease the pain Keep sippin till I float away They saying no place for a n***a, no place for a n***a I feel my aunt looking down on me Uncle he don't tell me keep it real and hold it down Only talk to my mama every blue moon Watch my grand daddy out the blue gone too soon This cold world got a hold on a n***a Got my dog doing time, cause they told on my n***a, argh Have mercy on the soul of a n***a As ice cold, lord take the soul on a n***a [Hook] A wise man one told me, that them n***as ain't your n***as Ain't no put your trust in the b**hes boy, but We all make mistakes, and we all take losses That's the part of the game, and I know That change gonn come, homie We can't stop, ain't over till it's over I've been hustling for a long time I've been hustling for a long time.