v1
Early morning rising before the horizon’s greeting
and the sun starts to peek in- alotta yall still sleepin
guess who creepin on a comeup, peepin out who want what
shadowboxin (uh-uh) i done beat the sun up
tonite mite need the dumptruck,we gon make some cake today
then we gon celebrate and play, warn the haters stay away
collect it if todays the day, tax em if they wait to pay
but they cant pay when they say- they better pray cuz now they prey
payday everyday- thas serious like that chevrolet
6things a hustler never say- theres-gotta-be-a-better-way
he knows a better way he does it- like put that rite there in the budget
flippin birds like mutha fu$# it toward your adorin public
dealin wit the pawns and puppets, gettin circled by the buzzards
who know they saw pure raw and NOT cuz he forgot to cut it
jus becuz he SO rugged, rockin watchin YO nugget
im bout it hoes luv it, a high-powered cold-blooded…
hussla

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mmm-mm-mm-mm-m im a hussla
2x
i get the money, money i got
and they keep tellin me go like im gon stop

v2
like that white man who bought manhattan for a bag of beans
this is what happens when u crash the happy dreams
they sell on tell-a-lie vision and in those magazines
i know nixxas that’d shake ya hand jus to snatch ya ring
respect my reputation, for the tecs up in ya face and
i got lawyers on retainer, i expect to catch a case
and youll accept i need my space but then itll prolly be too late
cuz aint no goin out like that unless u makin shxx a date
but u gon start bakin my cake and u gon stop breakin my balls
u got my back against the wall- u aint have to get involved
u was laughin when i called so now all those tears feel like game
tell ya sister im insane, boy id buss u to hear the bang
or u can tell em im insane, the point of the shxx is I aint playin
sumbody hit me wit my change fore i reduce this bxxx to flames
youll be outside dancin for rain- and i aint worried i aint lame
u cant tell police a thang/ u know shxx bout me but a name
and that Im a hussla….

v3
Im from an official district clique/ where we REALLY spit them clips
lissenintwistin my grip/ like get yaself pistol-whipped
witout the Mxlplyx (sp?)/im still a man-of-steel
mr i can and i will/NOT get handled on deals
thas why i keep my steel/ these hot streets is real
thas why Haziq dont chill/ u only eat what u kill
im not repeatin myself/ these nixxas know im the man
everything goin as planned- i walk and lv holes like its sand
and i aint got game to waste/ time to be holdin ya hand
neck all frozen/ homie dont even own no land
ahead of my time like Japan or beats from the homie Ski
they think now they understand but i know when im gone they’ll see
theyll look for a word for me, to show in which zone id be
&i put this here on DC, that word could only be..
Hussla