you can find me around tha corner, but i warn you it could be fatal
i'm tha fella with tha blunt, blowing half tha smoke outta ma nasal
I ain't dat hustlah, deciding whether not you will live
I'm that hustlah, that cutz dem lightz out in yo crib
Half tha time i'm on tha block, i'm prolly blazin'
Get it straight, i ain't an acrobat but i'll flip on occasion
But otherwise, simple hustlah, customers neva threw a tantrum
i got chure dro, chron, purple and mo' X than Malcolm
I'm like "Kweli" just gettin by, niggaz just waste it
I'll take you from boyz to men, leave yur shit in tha bassment
kats came with da same struggle , cops just wanna mess me
puttin cuffs on ma wrist fo puffin dat nestle
I remember it so clearly itz amazin', 2 po's was chasin'
ditch tha trees cuz we racin, hit tha brick, ma heart's pacin'
peepz neva see struggle, only trouble, but cha close tha case
why?? cuz a hustlah like his weed like his shoes...3 quarters laced
jus keep yur head up in tha street, niggaz won't bother,
some might take yur money, like child support does to a father
back in tha booth nigga, just let tha beat run awhile
cuz this ain't a profile, this iz ma lifestyle