(Link crew hustlas in this muthafucka)

Everyday I spend in my life, I'm just trying to get my hustle right

I'm on the block chasing mail all day, raisin hell all day



Life's been crazy for me, since the day I could see

Momma died, couldn't cry till I turned 23

Harden my heart to this cold world, grew up a G

Hit up my homies with the same sign they threw up to me

As we got older, I had bigger plans I wanted to fly

18 years old, ready to ride, ready to die

Drinking liquor with the hardest niggas ever alive

Then I realized, only the smartest soldiers survive

I'm chasing heaven cause we living in hell

So we give'em hell around the clock until we living well

And then it might stop

But if not then I guess it's on till we drop off the planet

I lost another friend to jealousy and can't understand it

Found out, most soldiers fall in the heat of the panic

And get to killing they own in this ghetto titanic

I got to hand it to my father, though I took him for granted

He told me, life is what you make it and not how you planned it 

What do the future hold when all we ever do is damage

Growing up mannish, I wonder how my son will manage

I pray I to go to heaven through all the drama will I recover

I got enemies that want me and won't rest till I suffer

What do I do?



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Everyday I spend in my life, I'm just trying to get my hustle right

I'm on the block chasing mail all day, raisin hell all day

Everyday and Every night, I find another way to make it right

I blaze the weed to the hell go away, Chasing heaven while I bell all day   



When I was 17, times could not have been no better

My and my homie wrote raps, smoked, kicked it together

Wore eachother clothes, even stuck hoes together 

Small time dreaming of signing doing shows for chedder

Two young niggas, I guess we didn't know no better

Thought we was invincible real niggas live forever

30 white boys jumped up and nobody ran

handle them Nigga as best as you can

And when you finish niggas bail 

Before the rollers catch us again

It's out sight, under the street light fighting with friends

Remember tossing ho's, getting them for the last of they ends

And hit the movie with a blunt or two, drinking on gin

Just the California lifestyle, juvenile sin

Grew up and caught case, both sent to the pen 

And even though we went our own ways, we'll meet in the end

I'm raising hell till I see you again

Until then I'm just



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My Whole life I guess I always wanted a lover like me

Ambitious, smart and driven from the gutter like me

A little sexy something, something independent and free

With a fuck'em attitude and only listen to me

But all I see is dirty rats, just begging for cheese

Trying to be the baby momma of a nigga with G's

Soon as you leave, the next nigga be fucking with ease

And if you shake that bitch, she'll be fucking the three's 

Baby please, I need woman that can roll the weed

Not a gossipy ass hoochie telling all she sees

Sexy and fearless, if they coming not afraid to squeeze

And let'em have it if they need be

I need a soldier like my sistian

First one to bomb when we get it on

And when I'm buckwild, always know how to calm me down 

But if I lose her and you happened to find her

Then player know, you got a hell raising rider for sho (A hell raising rider fa sho)



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