Rumors Lyrics

We've been hustlin' too long, we've been strugglin' too long

We've been, we've been strugglin' too long

Big kickback don't get whacked

You slide you dying, cause I don't do getbacks

Catch homicides, I know momma's crying, talkin' to God but she can't get her kid back

Me and Pack-Man go way back, tweak on the gram but we don't get into that

Bloody too thirsty to show him we can get him whacked

Quick double back and we spinnin' like ceiling fans

Hidden bands in the cut, I'ma shoot on demand

Ima all around shooter

Step in the land get popped like Smoke and slide XL, nigga everywhere Uber

My circle bout cheese, dumb small like Babybell

Fuck a drop top, I'll slide ona scooter

I told her "it's Trenchy lil bitch it ain't Dooda"

Miss the four-three but the Gen five newer

It took me a minute, I had to get used to it

But now I'm a shooter, get served racks like Hooters

I told that nigga my problems, he made him a rumor

Niggas all talk on computers, niggas only tough for the viewers

I bet he never met a jeweler, but there's always room for improvement

We been strugglin' too long, we been hustlin' too long

I been hurt, been on my own, it can't be worse, my granny gone

I told brodienem we slidin', he been dyin' to, too long

Caught my closest nigga cryin', he been lyin' all along

Speakin' facts but he ain't tryna hear it, block me on his phone

Miss my nigga, only talk securus, I can't miss his call

Fifteen minutes on his phone, that ain't shit, to him it's long

Shit I learned in Cleveland, scammin', schemin', swipin' nd some more

Can't step outside without my pole

No, I can't die, watch Ivy grow You slip, we slide

Get wet with hollow tips, they splashin' niggas' domes

Get it in and get it gone, can't break it down, I sell it whole

Made dumb racks on my cell phone, talk to bro on his jail phone

We been strugglin' too long, we been hustlin' too long

Can't relate, slide back to back and leave him lyin' on the floor

These niggas lyin' for some hoes, these niggas dyin' for some hoes

I break bread with quarter bowls, like huh, whole gang get you a O

We been strugglin' too long, we been hustlin' too long

Four Deep violent, it's a different time, I slime a nigga's hoe

I like shit silent on the low, can't fake this smilin' shit for long

Used my heart and then it broke, but it's a flower, it's gon' grow

Like planting gardens, rollie rides, and walks, can't do that shit no more

Used to lie, but not no more

When feds crackdown we give and go

I spent a bag to flip the load, got my jewelry from the goat

Dropped some jewelry on Lil' Ghost

Feel this shit, it punch the soul

We been strugglin' too long, we been hustlin' too long

Trap fly shit, I know the plug she love me flyin' in the load

I made a diamond out of stone, touch that pipe, you better blow

She get piped and gotta go, I'll get you right, you get him gone

We still ridin' round in snow

We still pilin' up these poles

We still plot on these lil' hoes

We still got it for the low

I spilled drank on my new lows, these bitches toxic and it shows

Big bank ballin', bags and hoes, man, they was all fans back at Rhodes

Lines get measured up

Bet this ruler measure up

I'm used to this, I slid enough, used that bitch to set him up

Love that bitch so that was tough, she could ride like buckle up

I love to slide, I get a rush

Turnin' opps to Tooka dust

We been strugglin' too long, we been hustlin' too long

Fumble the pack and pick it up, give it to bruh, thats lateral

We been hustlin' too long, we been hustlin' too long