[Verse 1: ] My n***a just had a daughter sh** made me go harder f** the hype and all that bullsh** we taking this farther I got some n***as from my hood trying to make me a martyr I made it from the bottom could paint you the horror Could show you the struggle pops told me to hustle Now its all off the muscle now I'm balling like Russell Now I'm eating some muscles some lobsters and shrimp The mind of a hustler, a mobster, a pimp I'm stuck in my ways yeah you know I ain't change I'm puffing some haze the times is so strange I'm trying to get paid they riding the wave She tired of complaining I'm stuck in my ways She said I been on the road too much City to city f**ing hoes too much Was out the country on my phone too much While you was worried about mines instead of yours too much And I don't even really keep up with the score too much But if you heard we in the lead I could've told you such You know we hustling, know we clutching That's the end of the story baby no discussion [Outro: ] I got these knots in my jeans Blow got that Glock with a beam I only rock with my team This sh** is not what it seems I got these knots in my jeans Blow got that Glock with a beam I only rock with my team This sh** is not what it seems