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letra de 5am in toronto (remix) - hustla boss

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f-ck hopes and dreams am already doing it
hatters have been working crazy just ruining it
my throne is so heavy they broke bones moving it
if this a hard pill to swallow i suggest you start chewing it

i paint with words and i speak to the deaf
so on my level i swear i’m on it till the death

k!lling them rappers like am spiting venom
my head on my shoulders but am still not watching for them

am getting bl–dy like a mothaf-cking dog fight
fly n-gga never getting tired of long flights

life is a game but we’re just playing with y’all
pushing b-ttons on the controller just f-cking with y’all

i swear, me and my n-ggas are too busy celebrating
b-tches trynna bring us down, but we’re elevating

i’m something like a freak i ain’t kidding with y’all
i climbed to that top and i ain’t ready to fall

loyal to the streets like am a homeless man
screaming to life like i am a crazy fan
this sh-t is hard but i make it look easy
f-ck the hood i keep it real for the whole city

5 am in this b-tch, still got them gl-sses on
lyrically am insane y’all n-ggas sound like you out of tone
we be shooting bullets they just playing with stones
we be breaking records or breaking bones

i ain’t lying i spit the truth and embrace reality
music is my drug and am loving every casualty

been doing this longer than anybody else in this area
claiming that you been doing it, n0body’s ever heard of ya

won’t let them take my life cuz that sh-t is mine
like that star in the sky we just rise and shine
so ashamed to compete with rappers with a brocken spine
got more sh-t to do than just wine and dine

now everything’s for the taking
open your eyes and watch greatness in the making
i got my foot on the finish line and i ain’t even racing
am smiling to the crowd and all them hatters am facing

stop hatting am just trynna get my buzz right
5 am in this b-tch we be rapping all night
my sh-t is so bright i swear they call me broad light
i know a n-gga who’d pay to see me shed blood under spotlight

i’m less concerned about life or where the f-ck am at
between work and money, my music what brings me back

i swear, everybody want a piece of this, piece of that
it’s like give me this, give me that

i find funny i swear i find funny
that microphone’s the only thing that hasn’t left me
middle finger to every n-gga who ever lied to me
middle finger to every n-gga who ever laughed at me

they tell me that i should act my age
cut the lights, put down the mic, never get back on stage
give it up, and get prepared to work that 9 to 5
but am a rapper spitting is the only reason am alive

i’m shooting for the moon and reaching farther
and if they stand in my way ama call it “m-ss murder”

- hustla boss

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