Hustlin' Daze

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

It's ninety degrees on the corner in the summer heat

Dreamin' of beach houses, mad ladies and Hummer jeeps

Got another beep, now it's time to watch a brother creep

And pull another scam, not yet the man but the brother's deep

Ain't tryna stay in this life for too long

You tellin' me that I'm bound to lose but you wrong

I'm too strong, plus me and my team's got a true bond

I'll stay in these streets, you say in the house where you belong

Yo, who's wrong, you never had to live in my shoes

And my view's that every second is vital

The way I see it, ****'s, the way I G it

A raw ghetto entrepreneur, yeah, I be it

Not as glamorous as the gangster flicks

I'll show you some gangster chicks

That hold me down, we get rich

And get this, bet this, I'm after Payola

The loot, the paper, till my hustlin' daze are over

I'm a hustler, a hustler, hmm

Gotta get the dough to win

And I'm a baller, yeah, baller, shot caller

I pack plenty of steel, plenty of steel

For **** that wanna be actin' ill

All the player haters stay off my nuts

While we handlin' business

Illegal business, I need to invest in somethin' legit

This money's comin' too quick, I copped a house and two whips

Who switched it, not me, I'm keepin' it real

Keepin' the steel while the envious watch hungry

I'm eatin' my meal late nights, there ain't no time for stage frights

This ain't fiction, it's my mission to get paid, alright?

No need to speak about greed, long as I'm feedin' my seed

Then I'm completin' the deed so I'm keepin' this cheese

High-priced lawyers, I'm too nice for ya

Never touchin' the work no more, too precise for ya

Controllin' the town, holdin' it down

I'm the Master Allah now, I'm showin' you style

I go in your file and make you hard to locate

Delete all your data, don't disregard your fate

I'll off you then I'm off with a honey like suave bola

Shit, I'm livin' this life till my hustlin' daze are over

I'm a hustler, a hustler, hmm

Gotta get the dough to win

I'm a baller, baller, ooh, yeah, shot caller

I pack plenty of steel, plenty of steel

For **** that wanna be actin' ill

All the player haters stay off my nuts

While we handlin' business

Bouncin' in and outta town, I hope I don't step outta bounds

Chicks love to crowd around 'cause of my rep, how that sound?

Enemies are growin' in numbers, hopin' to catch me slumber

I wonder how many are hopin' to take me under?

NARCs and Feds throwin' darts at my head

Some new cats tryna make me part with my bread

Now I'm in a zone worse than Nino in Sugar Hill

Now I'm all alone, the piper wants me to foot the bill

Now I'm facin' the judge, my name on a folder

In jail for life, my hustlin' daze are over

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

I'm a hustler, a hustler, hmm

Gotta get the dough to win

And I'm a baller, yeah, baller, shot caller

I pack plenty of steel, plenty of steel

For **** that wanna be actin' ill

All the player haters stay off my nuts

While we handlin' business

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

Uh, whoa

If you ain't real about it

Get the paper, get the dough

Don't talk, 'cause I'm hustlin'

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

Gotta get the paper, get the dough

'Cause I'm hustlin'

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

I'm a hustler

If you ain't real about it

And I'm a baller, yeah

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

I pack plenty of steel

If you ain't real about it

All the player haters stay off my nuts

While we handlin' business

Oh, yeah

If you ain't real about it

If you ain't real about it, don't talk

If you ain't real about it

If you're with me, throw your guns in the air

If you ain't real about it, don't talk