If The Hustle Ever Stopped

Only felt the real when it came in Said the ambience works when you dream big Gave pills one more chance, what the fame is Give the team another shot before the game ends Am I trying use my gifts just to run away Take two thousand and split it down two hundred ways I told JB this life was ill I would've had it either way nigga I know my skill The past might catch up to you Letter to myself, stay strapped and good luck to you Nicer to these hoes now They used to call me rude I was so hungry just to eat That I ain't never bless the food A man came to me in my sleep Said what's ya name he said Tune Niggas dumb, they rather have the biggest chain in the room It gets lonely at the top But the bottom got room The sun ain't never shined this bright since Jesus walked out the tomb Just hit this weed a little And you won't think about it Dick lil' shawty down then go and sing about it I'm just telling you how I feel, you know I grind for this Don't tell you bout my plans You act like you got no time for it Paper chasing, mercy on me I'm still God's child Remember when we chilled, smoked blunts Dawg it's been a while I felt your tears without tryna let mine flow We used to steal hot wheels Just wonder where the time go If the hustle ever stopped We don't stop, keep going Dust ya shoulders off nigga Back to business, keep moving It gets lonely at the top But the bottom got room We already touched the sun Now we headed to the moon I'm just praying that my nigga get some pape I've been praying that he test my love through faith I've been praying that he shows me other ways I've been praying that he keeps my people straight When there's pressure on ya It's hard to let ya mind grow Too many people on my path I can't rely on I'm back to sipping on Passion Now I'm really rapping Twenty-five summers, nine of them was filled with laughter The other half was traumatic Dealt with much tragic But we kept the hustle flowing, makin' shit happen Give me flowers when I need em Cause I really need em I've come across so much evil it makes me hate people It's not our fault that we misguided We just taught wrong Would you believe me if I told you this a love song It's hard to be a young nigga, we don't live long Dear past, why weren't there no mother fucking love shown Would you believe me if I told this a love song It's hard for me to cry When I do I always cry long It's easy for me to strive, so I try hard I fell in love with art I'll probably never put down my guard If the hustle ever stopped We don't stop, keep going Dust ya shoes off nigga Back to business, keep moving It gets lonely at the top But the bottom got room We already touched the stars Now we rolling, on the move We already felt the war Now it's time for recruitment We already touched the source Now it's time for improvements Father show me another way to the game I'm a student Show me another way to get paid And I'll do it Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh If the hustle ever stopped We don't stop, keep going (Keep going) Dust ya shoulders off nigga Back to business, keep moving It gets lonely at the top But the bottom got room We already touched the sun Now we headed to the moon I'm just praying that my nigga get some pape I've been praying that he test my love thru faith I've been praying that he shows me other ways I've been praying that he keeps my people straight