Real Hustler

Atl Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire These days I've been livin' violence, some times They only hear you when you wildin', some nights It's too hard to kill 'em with the silence, some times 'Cause my mind so used to sirens, some times Almost died the other night, it was timin', good times The pain just hide behind my diamonds, I'm fine If you gotta hit 'em now, hit the violence, some times Maybe I'm just a product of environment, some times This thing ain't black and white, had to trap all life I can't wait one day to get my money up Watchin' time go by, prayed my diamonds shine They gon' hear when they start to see me run it up Real hustler, money comin' in, gotta double up Feds comin' in, gotta double-dutch Y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with us Real hustler, money comin' in, gotta double up Feds comin' in, gotta double-dutch None of y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with us But the problems disappear when the 'Rari showed up Truth be told, I'm just gettin' older Grind time now, I can never fold up Hot boy cryin' on a cold shoulder Skin don't show it, but I really don't sleep Racin' to my money, I been flyin' cross seas Followin' my dreams, even though I don't dream One day I'ma tell you, baby, what it all means This thing ain't black and white, had to trap all life I can't wait one day to get my money up Watchin' time go by, prayed my diamonds shine They gon' hear when they start to see me run it up Real hustler, money comin' in, gotta double up Feds comin' in, gotta double-dutch Y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with us Real hustler, money comin' in, gotta double up Feds comin' in, gotta double-dutch None of y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with us Dear Lord (dear Lord) Thank you for a good night (thank you for a good night) A safe flight (a safe flight) The right touch (the right touch) And please keep me away from the f*ck niggas for life, Amen I love y'all, thank you Festival Season