Hustlin Eryday

Yeah bitch, we're high, we're drunk as fuck
There's no police fuck man, the day is great, today is large

I've been hustling like everyday
Doin' time on my grind trynna make a pay
Hey I'm still postin' on the same block
The same hoodin' still duckin' from the same cops
I try hard but the life that I live man ain't all it's seemin'
Sometimes I pray to God I'm dreamin'
But I ain't try to get out but I can't damn

Ay, yo I'm stuck in a situation; hustlin' to get this paper
Less of a dyin' breed they say that the hood's in danger
That's why I'm in the streets from dawn to dusk
If they could the government would drop a bomb on us
How you supposed to dream big when you're stuck in a nightmare
Stay strapped 'cause around here they don't fight fair
Paranoid gotta watch for the cops
'Cause they sure don't got a bomb playin' rocks in the socks
Gotta probably pretend to tell'em you just a plea
They try to hit you wit six but you will only do three
There's no justice when they're lockin' up just us
The label us as thugs gangstas and hustlas
Hittin' me wit possession now I'm under arrest
And the reason why I smoke is to deal with the stress
The only things gonna change is what i been wishin'
Life over hustlin' stuck in the system

I've been hustling like everyday
Doin' time on my grind trynna make a pay
Hey I'm still postin' on the same block
The same hoodin' still duckin' from the same cops
I try hard but the life that I live man ain't all it's seemin'
Sometimes I pray to God I'm dreamin'
But I ain't try to get out but I can't damn

Well, if there's hell here it is my home oh
So known its where the drug dealers get it in
Tryin' to make a livin', but I need to make a killin'
Ya pocket pissin', the projects is a vision
Babies born into hustlas, they the cousins of the customers
The police always fuck with us, but what the fuck you want from us
You wanna see us suffering, the drugs are just the cover up
They always tear us down the moment we think we comin' up
If only I can make a couple bucks
To get my grandmother up and out the hood
And get her that house She always wanted out in the woods
My intentions are good, though they treat me as the bad guy
Just another black guy tryin' to get his stacks high
Just another pull over, I'm pretty sure it's that guy
Not the life I wanted but the life I live
Music's my only way out tell'em 'bout it Wiz

I've been hustling like everyday
Doin' time on my grind trynna make a pay
Hey I'm still postin' on the same block
The same hoodin' still duckin' from the same cops
I try hard but the life that I live man ain't all it's seemin'
Sometimes I pray to God I'm dreamin'
But I ain't try to get out but I can't damn

I've been vision
The way I'm living but the same time in prison
'Cause I'm seeing that they need something
Now who am I not to supply to get this money I'm not a dummy
I know this is a vicious cycle stronger with the bottom line
Survival that's why I try to be the best man that I can
I'm not looking for every man woman to understand
Listen this is my struggle
Why they see so many niggas lock the way
Pretty box I said is coming, but while I live people for nothing
I'm smoking guns I'ma just do it not talking
Watch my movements because the proof is always in