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chris era - hustle lyrics

alright let’s take this sh+t back
how much we got?
what do you mean?

don’t play with me jasmine the money, how much we got?
who told you to give away the money
i thought that was the point of the fundraiser
no why you do that?
you said it was the…

where heroes go is on the top of my mind
cause how the h+ll they gon’ save the whole world when they asleep
i can’t sit around in my life and do nothing
put some work in trust it and stay worth it
i feel it my blood stream, adrenaline’s pumping all in my veins
cocaine and novacane
swimming in the ocean like frank
give toast to all my legends who overcame the world
now i, remember back when my homies was so smooth
it’s like he schooled every single one of the youth
like back in the day when we all used to watch babe ruth
smacking homers right back and forth god pass the torch
bob marley all on my walls
blessing all the people that won’t make it this far
this for all my people who can’t look and embrace it
chase it take a shot do not waste it

it’s my story the call signs it’s my rights (my rights)
angels flying over me all night (all night)
i wanna be flying with your girl
and look at all the stars don’t take this too far yeah
imma be grinding ’till midnight
staring at the moon while you aiming for the stars right (stars right)
it ain’t too much to ask
cause all i’ve ever wanted was a milli in cash

if everybody see you god bless your life
if your momma all around you god bless your life
cause n0body ‘gon take the love from your momma
f+ck the drama all you b+tches get a hobby no shawty
i was lost in the ocean in the seven seas
cause no matter how much money you make it won’t make you happy you see
creeps back like your ex from high school
way back in my rule i take it and i snooze
light skin brown hair that’s why they call me huero
stone cold yeah it’s brewed fine, sentimental
sh+t i be the one to celebrate my fundamentals
writing in my little brown book sh+t
coincidental? nah
it’s elemental? nah
incarceration? nah
baby where you going? nah
it’s all good i got a shorty waiting for me at home
take off my jacket this racket sh+t is a felony
it’s fitted, let’s go

it’s my story the good times it’s my fights (my fights)
all the homies with me all night (all night)
i wanna be flying with your girl
and look at all the stars don’t take this too far yeah
imma be grinding ’till i’m in flight
i’m staying all in tune cause in the end we’ll all be alright (alright)
it ain’t too much to brag
cause all i’ve ever wanted was the love from the game yo

- chris era lyrics

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