Hustler's Ambition Lyrics

Like the fire needs the air

I won't burn unless you're there you're there

Oooh I need you

Yea I need you I need you to hate

So I can use you for your energy

You know it's real shit feel this

America got a thing for this gangster shit they love me

Black Chukkas black skully leather Pelle Pelle

I tag SPIT over Ramo's shit I'm a vandal

Got that silver duct tape on my treyeight handle

The women in my life bring confusion and shit

So like Nino in New Jack I holla Cancel that bitch

Look at me this is the life I chose

Niggas around me so cold man my heart done froze

I built an empire on the low the NARC's don't know

I'm the weatherman I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow

Sit back watch it turn to dope watch it go out the do'

O after O you know

Homie I'm just triple beam dreaming niggas be scheming

I fiend to live the good life the fiends are just fiending

Conceal my weapon nice and neat so you can't see

The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle (hustle)

Nigga you get in my way while I'm trying to get mine

And I'll buck you (buck you)

I don't care who you run with or where you from

Nigga fuck you (fuck you)

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle (hustle)

Yeah I don't know shit about gymnastics I somersault bricks

And black talons start flying when a nigga flip

I cook crack in the microwave niggas can't fuck with me

Man my cod's call me Chef Boyar50

Check my logic smokers don't like seeds in they weed shit

Send me them seeds I'll grow them what they need

Them ain't Chia pet plants in the crib that's chronic

And I'm selling them for 500 a pop goddamn it

I sell anything I'm a hustler I know how to grind

Step on grapes put it in water and tell you it's wine

If you analyze me what you will find

Is the DNA of a crook and what goes on in my mind

Is contagious hypnotic it sounds melodic

If rap was the block or a spot I'd be that potent product

Now get a load of me flashy far from low key

And you can locate me wherever that dope be

Getting money man

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle (hustle)

Nigga you get in my way while I'm trying to get mine

And I'll buck you (buck you)

I don't care who you run with or where you from

Nigga fuck you (fuck you)

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle (hustle)

It's the Hustler's Ambition close your eyes listen see my vision

Mossberg pumping shotgun dumping

The drama means nothing it's part of the game

Catch me in the coupe switching lanes or in the jeweler switching chains

I upgrade from dirty BS to clean VS

Rocks that I copped from proceeds from the spot

I got the energy to win I'm full of adrenaline

Play the curb and get nauseous watching the spinners spin

I made plans to make it a prisoner of the state

Now I can invite your ass out to my estate

Them hollow tips bent me up but I'm back in shape

Pour Cristal in the blender make a protein shake

I'm like the East coast number one playboy B

Hugh Hefner'll tell you he ain't got shit on me

The feds watch me icey they can't stop me

Racist pointing at me Look at Niggaraci hello

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle (hustle)

Nigga you get in my way while I'm trying to get mine

And I'll buck you (buck you)

I don't care who you run with or where you from

Nigga fuck you (fuck you)

I want the finer things in my life

So I hustle (hustle)