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Verse 1
Am
Bm
C
Am
wanna be no hustler,
sometimes hustlers starve
we pray that we don't touch the
when you forced to squeeze
See a nigga turn hustler,
do what you must
When you lost the color of green,
let em be ghosts
Then get out the ghetto,
get out the slums
Bm
C
Get out the gutter, break out the metal
Break out the guns,
Makin' em stutter, masked up,
we call reachin' for dreams
Life's an illusion,
like a Wall Street deal
Truth and the pain,
when they're dealin' with
You don't wanna be no hustler,
sometimes hustlers starve
we don't touch the
where you forced to squeeze
See a n***a turn hustler,
then a hustler turn thug
do what my team is like the armada
to save your private Ryan
and your top get blown
It's alright if you afraid of dyin'
while you sittin' on the stairs
Sheddin' tears,
actin' like you not knowin'
took the essence
When it should've been you
and the peace after restin'
Be the same ones you havin'
what you flossin' on toys
And in the end,
those the ones that could hurt you
Sometimes hustlers starve,
we pray that we don't touch y
where you forced to squeeze
See a n***a turn hustla,
do what you must
If you got dreams to settle
and you ain't got to feed him shit
Don't trust no man,
so squeeze the hip
I'm in the cut like a rock side,
you change your whole route
Know what germ be about,
You don't wanna be no hustler,
sometimes hustlers starve
where you forced to squeeze
See a n***a turn hustler,
we pray that we don't touch you,
when you're forced to squeeze
See a nigga turn hustler,
see a hustler turn thug
do what you gotta do
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