we drop,top,10 g's like "Cop shot", and still ain't shoot nothin/
And hustle for money,turn bad days sunny,just by sellin somethin/
The Love of a hustler is not a girl,but the money that he make/
And I ain't talkin suicide,but a hustler got more than enuff risk to take/
The life of a hustler,is standin on the corner,looking for cutomers each day/
Stay on the streets,workin the streets, like a streetsweeper,but i ain't talkin bout kay slay/
the life of a hustler may be short and sweet/
but unless provoked,never resort to heat/
Because theres only one real love that a hustler sees/
That love is what is between him and the streets/



this was short but still uppin

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