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packa benson - ima hustla lyrics

[intro]
n+gga, ask about me, n+gga, ask about me
n+gga, ask about me, n+gga, ask about

[chorus]
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about me
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about me
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask

[verse 1]
yeah, sh+t is different ’round here
few tokes of the pen, and i’m trippin’ ’round here
how many dead bodies they done found ’round here
people doing drive+bys on a john deere
feds trying to hide, but they know i see clear
undercover guards think they sneaky ’round here
doing up lines while i drink evеrclear
if you got a problem, you can meet me out hеre
always been scared so i keep some knives
endless fights and the sleepless nights
don’t wanna blow, so i keep it tight
street lights in my eyes i can’t see through my sights
yeah, i got money in my eyes
i don’t want no snitching so i keep it with my guys
if your jordans real, i’m a ask the size
hand ’em over, another man dies
[chorus]
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about me
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about me
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask

[verse 2]
’round here, people use knives to solve the issue
it’s not too often you see someone with a pistol
that’s why people use knives, and show pity
cause one man with a gun could k!ll the whole city
people run away as soon as they hear a gunshot
’round here, people f+cking smile in they mugshot
you could be a man with a job, making checks
or a man with a gun, i’m coming for you next
i used to have dreams of running the coast
i wanted to be the dealer who was selling the most
but thats not the type of sh+t that i wanna host
cause i live everyday hoping my mom don’t overdose
yeah, my mom lives in the backways
every day she gets paid is a crack day
any day that she ain’t high is a bad day
cause i’ll catch a beating like nathaniel may
[chorus]
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about me
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
i’ma hustla, i’ma+i’ma hustla, homie
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask about me
n+gga ask a+, n+gga+n+gga ask a+

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