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[chorus 1]
i goin’ hustle for my change!
last time i check it’s like 80 for a range
now the jakes lookin’, sayin’ something ‘bout me strange
i might be a kingpin, illegal exchange
all because they see the chains!
them cuban links!
it’s all profit, when me and them cubans link!
i stay chiefin’ like f-ck what my two lungs think!
me and my team, hustling that weight (all day)
we got it from a dime, up to a plate!

[verse 1]
let me put things in perspective
i went a private school ’cause my mother overprotective (mommy!)
but she tried her best, just to keep me off the corner
it does break her heart to know i bunnin’ marijuana!
but i had to grow up, and my profits had to go up
i had dreams of one day i would blow up
now i’s the hardest in the streets
’cause i be slaughterin’ these beats
plus my glock would leave you tore up from the floor up!
when i was 19, i meet a pound man
he say take this, and go give it to a town man
and if he act up, just leave him with a sun tan
burn he skin!
from then i was a gun man! (they know)
don’t make me sin!
i know it’s 28 grams in a ounce
now i coppin’ gears, the compet-tion can’t pr-nounce
thousand dollar sh-t like ferragamo
i from where the streets narrow
all of my shots hollow, don’t make me commit a h0m-! (homicide)

[chorus 2]
i goin’ hustle for my change
last time i check it’s like 80 for a range
now the jakes lookin’, sayin’ something ‘bout me strange
i might be a kingpin, illegal exchange
all because they see the chains!
them cuban links!

[verse 2]
they suggest that i should get my money manually
as if i’m only worth hard labor for a salary
but this the harsh reality; it’s one-fifth for a pound
and when i flip that around, i fit for a crown!
so who you take for a clown?!
violate you goin’ get extort
and just know that’s automatic
don’t act tough, ain’t a bluff, your brain functions goin’ get distort!
’cause of shots, we call that static!
see me in my gucci link medallion
bad b-tch trottin’ like a stallion (like a stallion)
dressed in fine linen, flyer than a falcon
i’s a fresh prince, they more like a carlton
just know we got the game on lock down (lock down)
short got the plug for the jam down (jam down)
and sham got the link for the homegrown (homegrown)
for that ice-cream know my heart cold stone! (haah, haah)

[chorus 3]
it’s all profit, when me and them cubans link!
i stay chiefin’ like f-ck what my two lungs think
me and my team, hustlin’ that weight (all day)
we got it from a dime, up to a plate!

[outro]
lemme put things in perspective
i goin’ hustle for my change (yeah)
i goin’ hustle for my change (ugh)
i goin’ hustle for my change!
j.kav!
…
i goin’ hustle for my change!

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