Hustle Muzik 4 lyrics

[Verse]
Detroit born and raised, I was born and raised
Still hit puberty, and had to get the yola shaved
Tryna end up overpaid, if that's a such thing
Still smurking, knowing I'm blessed to leave the dope game
Without once staying clean, name still a hundred
n*ggas still broke, I'm still getting money
Fell asleep with the Rollie on, my nose stuffy
Woke up to a text from Hov and Puffy
Damn, that was a f*cking dream
Instead, I woke up like f*ck, I gotta move these pees
Work phone laying by the Benz key
I suggest you select what your friends see
Just 'cause you don't hate, don't mean you get the same
I pray God reveal if your n*gga change
Stayed the same, but change where a n*gga hang
Your mans failed, your success is what he finna blame
Diamond link, I spent a hundred plus
A gol of mine's, I got it, and I don't wear it much
Used to take my profit right up to Hutch
Back then, sh*t, my profit was a hundred bucks
Sold my gun, 'cause I was short on my chain money
Grannie said the gun is for the chain, you a damn dummy
Right, rush into shining, had me not thinking right
Hustling in CAnada, I pray a n*gga see the night
Ran with OG's that I idolised
Followed all orders, never took a dime
We would've got [?] would've took my time
Honored to go down with him, yeah, the game had my mind
In a convertable, I'm thanking God
I escaped from so much sh*t
I had a job, then I missed a sail for a big ape, that's when I quit, like f*ck this
Blessed to have this rap sh*t
Do I miss the game? Yeah, a tad bit
I miss hustling with my granddaddy, now I gotta take it worldwide and rep the whole famly
Roles Gold all summer, for my n*gga Fresh
We used to valay them Benzes at summer set
You and Roc watch over the crew
[?] getting removed
I spend my summers in drop coupes
Used to spend my summers posted, making the rock move
Now I rock jewls, off the scene on the block [?]
I let n*ggas win, never once had the block moves
God first, family second
Business third, handouts, I don't even address it
f*cking me over, you f*cking up your blessing
Now you gotta watch from the bleachers, and see me still progressing
I sware my losses was my biggest lessons
Being myself, I became you n*ggas' b*tch's fetish
I guess she tired of the characters
You could have the same sh*t, but still, you can't compare to us
n*ggas embarrasing, way before [?] I sold off white and [?]
Meet me at the [?]
n*ggas ain't support the [?] but feel like I should share the wins
All this handout sh*t, what happen to just being me?
I love the women in my life
I can't find the words, so I explain it with some ice
Never flew a plain, but took my fam to different hights
They say I'm bringing pressure, I just call it living life
Remember sitting on strap, no sack, low dope, but know I'm worth way more
Now when I sleep, a n*gga make dough
This is what I hustle for, this is hustle music four