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iam4ev3r – hustle lyrics

[verse 1: iam4ev3r]
i ain’t never been a snake, a b-tch, or p-ssy n-gga
a police, the cops, the fed, no that ain’t in me n-gga
i’ve been known to keep that thang i’m talkin’ semi n-gga, i ain’t playin’ witcha
take this beef sh-t sacred like a indi n-gga
what you think that red dot for?
praise due this my ghetto n-gga gospel
when i speak, it’s just like god spoke
i walk a path that only i know
ain’t no death around that corner
it’s been death all on that corner
selling crack, heroin, and ganja
and they say “i k!ll my people”
don’t recall holding it to you or force feedin’
but this just to feed my peoples
look, but you won’t find no equal!
this just a prequel
get this money, i’mma teach you
i ain’t gotta sell you hope, lies, or mislead you
for real, i need you
if i didn’t, i’d probably be you
you don’t feel me

[hook: iam4ev3r/carmella]
see we hustle, stack, and lay low
(hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(i just got that hustle in me)
that’s until i catch this payload
i’m ballin’, sellin’ ya-yo
it be gone before a day old
you triple what you pay for
buy in bulk and sell it way more
i do this every day though
burning up that interstate
you know i hustle, stack, and lay low

[verse 2: iam4ev3r]
they say i dead life
it ain’t safe around my way, you better tread light
you know i’m bred right
don’t wanna f-ck i, just wanna see what her head like
then back to trying to get this bread right
this the anthem for n-ggas livin’ that fed life
get an example made out you, cash in that met-life
that’s just for snoopin’ thru my sh-t
you know i chase this money every day, tryin’ to get it
paper cuts from countin’ every day, b-tch get wit’ it
i’ve been on my grind like every way, you can fathom
i been in these streets like elway
quarterbackin’!
i’m a certified hustler, grindin’, stackin’ these ends up
f-ck how you started, my n-gga, it’s how you end up
all i know is paper, it take it for you to spend up
get this money, n-gga you ain’t gotta tell me twice
you know i hustle

[hook: iam4ev3r/carmella]
(hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
see we hustle, stack, and lay low
(i just got that hustle in me)
that’s until i catch this payload
i’m ballin’, sellin’ ya-yo
it be gone before a day old
you triple what you pay for
buy in bulk and sell it way more
i do this every day though
burning up that interstate
you know i hustle, stack, and lay low

[talk: iam4ev3r]
real sh-t. my homie once told me like, you ain’t gotta be out here selling dope for real b/c…you could sell albums, you could do these shows, you could do whatever the f-ck you put your mind to, b/c…on the real, you’re a hustler, so you know that dope sh-t is gonna always be there, you could always fall back on that. why not put your hand into something else, and see if you could do something out of that… b/c you know that dope gon’ always sell. dope gon’ always m-th-f-ckin’ sell!

- iam4ev3r lyrics

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