Hustler's Ambition

Like the fire that needs the air (Yeah)

I won't burn unless you're there, you're there, ooh, I need you (I need you, I need you to hate, so I can use you for your energy)

Like the fire that needs the air, I won't burn unless you're there, you're there, ooh (You know, it's real shit, feel this)

America got a thing for this gangster shit, they love me

Black Chukkas, black skullies, leather Pelle Pelle

I tag spit over Ramo's shit, I'm a vandal

Got that silver duct tape on my trey-eight handle

The women in my life bring confusion and shit

So Like Nino in New Jack, I holla, "Cancel that bitch"

Look at me, this is the life I chose

**** around me so cold, man, my heart done froze

I build an empire on the low, the narcs don't know

I'm the weatherman, I take that coca leaf and make that snow

Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the do'

O after O, you know?

Homie, I'm just triple beam, dreamin' **** be schemin'

I fiend to live the good life, the fiends are just fiendin'

Conceal my weapon nice and neat so you can't see

The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle

****, you get in my way while I'm tryin' to get mine

And I'll buck you

I don't care who you run with, or where you from

****, fuck you

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle

Yeah, I don't know shit about gymnastics, I somersault bricks

When black talons start flyin', when a **** flip

I cook crack in the microwave, **** can't fuck with me

Man, my co-D's call me Chef Boyar-50

Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in they weed, shit

Send me them seeds, I'll grow 'em what they need

Them ain't Chia pet plants in the crib, that's chronic

And I'm sellin' them for 500 a pop, god damn it

I sell anything, I'm a hustler, I know how to grind

Step on grapes, put it in water and tell you it's wine

If you analyze me, what you will find

Is the DNA of a crook and what goes on in my mind

Is contagious, hypnotic, it sounds melodic

If rap was the block or a spot, I'd be that potent product

Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key

And you can locate me wherever that dope be

Gettin' money, man

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle

****, you get in my way while I'm tryin' to get mine

And I'll buck you

I don't care who you run with, or where you from

****, fuck you

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle

It's the Hustler's Ambition, close your eyes, listen, see my vision

Mossberg pumpin', shotgun dumpin'

The drama means nothin', it's part of the game

Catch me in the coupe switchin' lanes or in the jewelers switchin' chains

I upgrade from dirty BS to clean VS

Rocks that I copped from proceeds from the spot

I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline

Play the curb and get nauseous, watchin' the spinners spin

I made plans to make it, a prisoner of the state

Now I can invite your ass out to my estate

Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape

Pour Cristal in the blender, make a protein shake

I'm like the East Coast number one playboy B

Hugh Hefner tell you he ain't got shit on me

The Feds watch me, icy, they can't stop me

Racist, pointin' at me, "Look at Niggaraci", hello

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle

****, you get in my way while I'm tryin' to get mine

And I'll buck you

I don't care who you run with, or where you from

****, fuck you

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle