Truly I'm who they wanna be So great should be in 23 Or 824 '64 jumping down the midwest roads Yeah rest in peace Cole (We miss you man) Got my hand on the neck and I ain't letting go It's that black momma mentality Flatlining fatality, niggas ain't gonna rattle me Two type of different snake mentalities Got me on my hustle like I'm Master P Paint the picture like a masterpiece Then put the rings on fingers like I'm Mr. T A Team shit Niggas say I'm up but they ain't seen shit The way I talk this money yeah I may seem rich But I put in overtime just to talk my shit Hard work, smart grind Get it out the mud just to shine Win some, lose some Bet you get it back everytime That's just the way of the hustle Niggas ain't gonna love you 'til they hate you enough to Was told to keep my name in their mouth so they discuss you And niggas ain't gonna love you out loud so they mumble Maybe I'll get my love with a headstone Cause niggas seem to love you when you're dead and gone Feet and hands set in stone For all the pavement I built on And the construction is up These niggas wanna party, well the function is us Yeah I been on the lowest, time to turn shit up I don't force it, I'm an arson Yeah I burn shit up And I don't beg for a check or respect I'm from the school where you follow rules or they're coming for your neck And everything higher ground way above the neck If you talk shit online then we'll see you off the net And we don't threat, we set appointments These scars and bruises don't need ointments We been fighting our whole lives anointed So when we say it's God in us, we appointed Hard work, smart grind Get it out the mud just to shine Win some, lose some Bet you get it back everytime That's just the way of the hustle Niggas ain't gonna love you 'til they hate you enough to Was told to keep my name in their mouth so they discuss you And niggas ain't gonna love you out loud so they mumble