Yo Gotti - The Art of Hustle lyrics

[Intro:] Law #1: never underestimate the enemy See this a very important law Law 2: if a man show a flaw that mean that flaw really exist Never take it for granted never Rule #3: make sure you never break it never sleep where the sack at [Verse 1:] I'm the hustler's constitution Feds giving back time for retribution you snitching that sh** excuses Bang! that's execution and thats my only solution I got from stopping these rat n***as from moving My life a movie not a short film Big budget Denzel Washington, Will Smith yeah Scarface, Al Pacino, Godfather, Marlon Brando A word to the wise watch your guys n***as snakes in disguise Meeting b**hes off the gram know they living and lying Cold heart never cried if I did it was blood Little n***a big pride murder that's what it was and that's law [Gotti talking] See if a n***a See when you got that muthaf**in chip on your shoulder and that big a** pistol and a n***a come playing You gotta show a n***a you mean business you know what I'm saying [Verse 2:] I'm fighting pain, fame, I never want to change I'm the same still running with the gang Still down to k** a n***a about something petty like a chain [?] You a million dollar n***a got to get that in your brain Now get that in your brain, Bang it's all about the aim [?] We savages we all live the same And it's the art of war n***a like the art of hustle n***a They looking for the goonies but Im the muscle n***a Ima shooter like Durant I got heart like Russell n***a I lost a million to the plug I never trust another n***a What if I sell a million records will that change the code Will my n***as try to betray me cause I know they vultures Will LA Reid see my vision, let me see them wrong [?] Create me a better way to put my people on Will my baby mama finally quit texting my phone Kiss my daughter and my son tell em I'm coming home Tell my n***as put the pistols down I'm in the zone I been dropping nothing but gangsta sh** on every song This that sh** they been waiting for forever long They gave my patna 30 years for talking on the phone I had to watch his mama cry and tell her let's be strong Ima hold him down he won't do all that time alone What if I wasn't a rapper the streets would get annoyed Cause don't nobody tell it how I tell it and you know it What if they say I changed cause I went outside the box What's good I kept my plug number so I can get some blocks 18 wheeler full of c**aine I'm talking lots of dope Not believing Mexican plugs f** a horoscope If you a star where your telescope These n***as high they on hella dope Your favorite rapper hella broke Cars leases they got hella notes Houses rented got eviction notes and everybody already know You fabricated and I'm factionated [?] You sold a million records I got millions of dollars Who really made it huh