Hustler'S Soul

Ay yo

I dim the lights and let my mind drift (mind drift)
Pull me a shot and fire up a spliff
I take a pull and blow a smoke cloud
The studio is quiet but the dope loud
Mahogany wood on the console
Put a coaster under the glass
One cube will keep my drink cold
I decipher reality from illusion
With my pen moving we got a problem, Houston (a problem, Houston)

My wife said that I'm too humble
Fuck that, rumble, young man, rumble
Remember what's important when you making moves (making moves)
Honesty, integrity and family too (and family too)
The rolling white gold and the faces blue
We all who we are so who the fuck is you?

See, I'm the original brand of business
Y'all some watered down copyright infringements
My brother Minnesota sent the silver pain
Coughin' up a lung off that new pack of Zutty Bang

No dilutions and you can't believe it (no)
My shit is pure and I guarantee it

We get that salary, people can't pay me hourly
If we collide hope you got your pastor and doctor fees
We in it 'cause we love it, y'all just in it
'Cause you gotta be a sermon tech, we keep the furnace lit with that technology

We get that salary, people can't pay me hourly
If we collide hope you got your will written out
I ain't in this 'cause I love it, you just in it
Tryna follow me, it's term and tech
Won't crash the internet with that technology

Who's that lookin' in my window?
Black, put your soul in the clouds
The charismatic crime addict
Work flippin' acrobatic
Diabolical diplomatic chick magnet
She sat on my bed, it felt like an electric chair
Sent Jules through her whole body, you gotta feel a naughty

I hop up, fill up my champagne glass
Did a backflip back on the bed ready to splash
Now I'm at the Encore casino with a bad thing
Sippin' Chandon and Pino, we on the block playin' silo for senos
Flippin' per Carillo, the Don, adios mio

What they say when they see him, the jewels
It's hella free, yo, ladies wanna be as be him
And fellas, they wanna be him
It's that futuristic pimp, get money music
Composition creator, cash counter, baby, it's all included
It's the money machine, menacing clean
Denim breeze, venom to you slithery snakes
To hell I send 'em, yeah

My shit is pure and I guarantee
You owe me money, pussy, you can keep it

We get that salary, people can't pay me hourly
If we collide hope you got your pastor and doctor fees
We in it 'cause we love it, y'all just in it
'Cause you gotta be a sermon tech, we keep the furnace lit with that technology

We get that salary, people can't pay me hourly
If we collide hope you got your will written out
I ain't in this 'cause I love it
You just in it, tryna follow me
It's term and tech, won't crash the internet with that technology

So we hustle best technology
So we hustle best technology
So we hustle best technology
So we hustle best technology
So we hustle