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letra de hustle can't die - m1onthebeat & slim

[verse 1]
yo i struggle to sleep cah the hustle’s got a hold of me
i’m hitting shottas up on telegram and they don’t know it’s me
i know the game cause i done it from an o of caine
i went hard, went jail, came home and had to go again
you know my pain, yeah i’m tryna double up
let’s turn the phones on, let’s hit the road and send some runners up
i can’t let a next man dictate my life
they don’t know what’s going on becah they stay inside
and anything i done was just to better myself
and my youngen got the stick but i’ll press it as well
i’ve got no time for n-ggas who got no grind
i’m really tryna get his money up and get outta here in no time
i struggle for peace, i’m just tryna cut through
i might jump in the jeep and he’s tryna be smart
i might run with the keys, all that internet beef
it ain’t funny to me, b-tch run me the p’s
you’ll never see me cry about the times i lost it
went straight back to the stove, got it right and washed it
thought he was moving low till the night we clocked him
slipping outside the club, saw his watch and popped it
they say gangsters don’t cry, gangsters shoot guns
i said the hustle can’t die cause i really move grub
i was fifteen, hitting ’em off mopeds
i ain’t looking no friends, p-ssy this ain’t ‘010
[verse 2]
they say snitches get stitches but i don’t need another witness
pointing at me in the dock, saying i did it
gonna make man go grip him, queen’s evidence missing
go and get me straight back to the business
straight back to the hustle, i’m comfortable dealing with my troubles
talking feelings, i’ve got f-ck all
it’s nothing that we don’t talk, we weren’t ever really like that
got done for two m’s, he was never really like that
i know people change like the price on a brick
you better watch what you spend and start buying some cribs
cause money comes, money goes, i pushed a cullinan up bromley road
for all them dead hours that i done on sosh
no struggle, let me breathe
how you want me to put in work but don’t want me to eat?
wanna take out my pocket and don’t want me to see
i got big fat corn for a thief
ayo you tryna hustle in these streets?
are you tryna do netflix and cuddle in the sheets?
i got a hundred of them p’s
i could sit down and talk sh-t like everyone else does
but i really put in work to go and pattern myself up

- m1onthebeat slim

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