Art Of Hustle (feat. Yolo Zombee & Steelo)

This the art of hustle Call me Picasso And she my Spanish Mamma Yeah she lil Ann Rose My bitch from out the country I could be dead broke It ain't no turning back Once you get on that long road I wake up early mornin', Tom Joiner Cheesy Omelette , blowin' good Marijuana Shawty bad you know I'm on her Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle I blow green that ninja shit Aye don't pretend I know your struggle Hop right in, let's meet your mother Homie walked in with a sack on him You ain't even know he did grams for the ten You ain't even know I been dreamin' bout a Benz You ain't even know he rode the bus with the twins You ain't even know that dope wouldn't come down I must've had a motherfuckin' padlock on it Must've had a whole lotta Moon rock on him Zombee Gang with the spring and the winter and the summer Better not fall nigga You can't see it, call it how I see it She a bad bitch, but homie, she my ballerina Got a couple hard knocks from this life thing Talk game on fleek boy and the hustle game gravy It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle Boy, you playin' with muscle Time through the lonely nights and make it hard to trust em They'd rather see a nigga on ten Fully focused with every notion That's what they wanted See, it's not about your salary It's all about reality and makin' some noise With all of these hatin' niggas need some better decor And I'm bettin' they feel me now, if they ain't feel me before I ain't with it, I'm gone, whether I'm right or I'm wrong I'm gettin' by any means, the only king by the throne I don't know too many niggas on the shit that I'm on And I ain't never gon' stop, cause a nigga goin' for gold You can't see, ooh, call it how I see She a bad bitch but homie, she my ballerina Got a couple hard knocks from this life thing Talk game on fleek boy and the hustle game gravy It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle It's the art of hustle The art of hustle We hustle, we hustle, we hustle We been through the struggle I'm drippin' so much sauce, you probably slipped in my puddle Life hit me so subtle, blastin' off, I'm in a shuttle Sorry to be burstin' bubbles, the life I live, I must juggle The cards I play ain't been shuffled, me and life are in a tussle So hard to forgive, it's much easier to just say, f*ck em But man, that ain't the way to go about it But I understand, sometimes our thoughts can get a little clouded Ayy, we been workin' hard Holdin' up the games, just like a curtain rode TK and YOLO in this bitch, man, two peas in a pod Cannot forget about Steelo We may not be at a hundred, but came a long way from zero A.E.O This the art of hustle This the art of hustle This the art of hustle This the art of hustle This the art of hustle This the art of hustle This the art of hustle This the art of hustle