Drunk lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, CamJ, you got another one)
(Fire this b*tch up, Hulk, gang)
I be hustlin'

[Verse 1]
How you hate on me and we was both stuck? We was in the same boat
Police hit my street and I had to run, turned to Usain Bolt
I would fit the description if I got caught, I was wearin' the same coat
Shawty be talkin' that sh*t since he got a deal, n*gga ass still broke
n*ggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Huh)
Can't name one time that you caught me down bad and n*gga ain't bust my gun
b*tches be lyin', talkin' 'bout a kid, I only know one and that's Milan
Tell the DA she can miss me goin' to jail, b*tch, I'ma go on the run
f*ck these b*tches, I know how they treated me, yeah, pop that pus*y right now

[Chorus]
Keep on hustlin'
I don't know if it's love or lustin'
Started from the bottom, I came from nothin'
Spent a hundred K in thirty days like it wasn't nothin'
Came up, I was breakin' into cars, L-O-V-E
Sorry for breakin' your heart, sorry for leavin' you scarred
My daughter, she need me, so I ain't got no choice but to go hard
If we get pulled over and they find a gun, would you take my charge?
[Verse 2]
Would you do time for me? Ah-ah, would you do time for me?
All it takes is one call, ah-ah, these n*ggas slidin' for me
Shooters get paid to spin, ah-ah, but they'll slide for free
Tell that b*tch-ass rapper not too long, you can't hide from me
n*ggas know where I be at
Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Where you at?
In Lithonia in my Scat
White Charger, hood black
I brought my whole hood back
I was sellin' weed when Lo just hit me like he got crack
n*ggas talkin' gangster, but it's okay, they gon' get whacked
b*tch playin' bougie, but it's okay, she gon' get smacked
Wrist kinda new, but it's okay, it's gon' keep smackin'
But it's okay

[Chorus]
Keep on hustlin'
I don't know if it's love or lustin'
Started from the bottom, I came from nothin'
Spent a hundred K in thirty days like it wasn't nothin'
Came up, I was breakin' into cars, L-O-V-E
Sorry for breakin' your heart, sorry for leavin' you scarred
My daughter, she need me, so I ain't got no choice but to go hard
If we get pulled over and they find a gun, would you take my charge?
[Verse 3]
Brand-new Glock, Gen5, wide-body, big tires
Spit in your mouth while we be f*ckin', I know we got soul ties
n*ggas droppin' like flies
Give a shout out to all my opps, all them n*ggas gon' die
n*ggas cliquin' up
Heard he ridin' 'round in a foreign, shoot the Bentley up
A foreign
Young boy throw they pistols up
If the ho wasn't goin' back then, I bet she'll f*ck
If the ho wasn't goin' back then

[Outro]
Keep on hustlin'
Don't know if it's— or lustin'
Ame from nothin'
Spent a hundred K in thirty days like it wasn't nothin'