Hustla in Me Lyrics

Hey, yeah man, it's Big CAMP Stylo, man

Just calling to check in, man

Goddamn

Uh, check on your mental and shit, man

See where your head at

Goddamn

I heard you on a goddamn snap

Think you was in a booth last night

That bitch was tough as hell, man

I was seeing where the hell you dropped

Goddamn

See, I was just, just really calling to see what's on your mind

For real, man

Goddamn

I love you, my nigga

Hit me back, goddamn, when you get this message

Goddamn

Stay safe on that goddamn road, too

Alright, boy

Love

I been goin' hard, but I ain't got no limit

Naw for real like I been going hard and like shit been getting hard out here but I aint gone stop

I been goin' hard, but I ain't got no limit

Got niggas in the grave I got niggas behind the fences

Don't glorify the hood but hell, I'm made out the trenches

It ain't trickin' if you got it, but look, baby, I ain't trippin

I can't argue with my hoe, That shit just, it ain't in me

Its best we go our ways, and we just keep our distance

I been humble, I been broke, That Hustler, it's just in me

That Hustler, it's just in me

I wear my heart on my sleeve I thought I lost my jacket

I bear arms just in case they think I'm lacking

Designer junkie she gone fuck me for my fashion

They think they catchin' up, but hell, I'm runnin' past them

I'm tryna stack a M, stackin' up these hundreds

I done been broke, I'm not goin' back to nothin

I done had hoes, not beggin' no bitch to love me

Worth a half a ticket, who thought that

I would touch it

Momma ain't raise no bitch, but she raise a star, nigga

They just hear the music, but they ain't see the scars, niggas

When I was broke, I can't even call niggas

I was in the gym, back-to-back, workin' hard, nigga

Chemo killed my granny, I can't let that pain go

You don't got the fake to kick it, smoke, just let me know

Niggas act like bitches why these niggas move like hoes

I'll call up my jeweler, bust down my neck, my shit is froze

I just spilled my heart, all I needed was a beat, singin' to these hoes

Why these niggas think they me, this is off the top

But this freestyle, it ain't free, made it out the projects

Made it out the streets, I'm tryna get me a Benz, I want her and her friends

John Moran no gym, these niggas a pussy, they wimps

I need a bitch like Kim, she wanna fuck me on film

I'm tryna get me an M, AR, I knock off a limb

These niggas is pussy I see them, I'm not fuckin' with them

I'm not fuckin' with them My life is a movie, like, bitch, I'm the truth

Limited edition, these bitches are cope Got in the game and I switched all the rules

Free all my niggas, that's eatin' the soup

Fuck with my bread, we makin' the news

Two hundreds ones, and she like the groove

That pussy like water shit wet like a pool

I give her the dick and I give her the boot

I been thuggin' my whole life, I'm not just poppin' my shit

I spend a check on my diamonds, for my neck and my wrist

I got rich off a grindin ain't no settlement

I'm the one, I'm the goat , got tired of tellin em

I'm tryna get me a Benz, I want her friends

John Moreno gym, these niggas is pussy, they wimps

I need a bitch like Kim, she wanna fuck me on film

I been goin' hard, but I ain't got no limit

Got niggas in the grave I got niggas behind the fences

Don't glorify the hood but hell, I'm made out the trenches

It ain't trickin' if you got it, but look, baby, I ain't trippin

I can't argue with my hoe, That shit just, it ain't in me

Its best we go our ways, and we just keep our distance

I been humble, I been broke, That Hustler, it's just in me

That Hustler, it's just in me