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stephen jailon - hustlas prayer lyrics

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gotta pace myself i been getting harder to beat
gotta face myself its getting harder to sleep
i got faith in myself when they thought i was weak
lord the blind lead the blind and just trying to see
gotta go for mine and imma get every piece
i aint scared to grind im trying to hustle for me
i don’t run no floor and i aint no guard but i still shoot em from deep
in a hotbox smoking in that car cause i really want me some peace
if im the goat then all these n+ggas is sheep
they do the most when i hustle with the least
really think this whole game fake and i want that sh+t to decrease
and im on that old jane plain don’t need no diamonds for cheap
really do this for the mob so take them orders capiche
i want them old green hundreds a rolls royce corniche
man im just trying to get these streams and get these loads by the week
cause i cant even cap to you its about that dough for me

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i cant even cap to you, its about that cho for me
put that bread on his head man i put that load at the peak
down here in the south man it get hot but it aint texas or pete
i see little shawty trapping it out he trying to leverage a g
really had a nine to five but work nine to five
but i kept it lowkey
i had some higher ups that real dirty and they came from the street
then sh+t got messy n+ggas telling is r, a with a t
and that sh+t was stressing but that sh+t was a blessing
came up off of green
man i meant my hustle to t
man i put my custard in the breeze
i put my wrist up in the freezer
man i got that greens like shirley ceasear
yes im the boy hey nice to meet you
we gone let that chopper greet you
you diss i know some folks thatll meet you
they catch that stain they probably bleach you
aye
you learn your lesson i prolly teach you
man i had to learn this on my own, man i aint even listen to the teacher
i stay in my bag like bye felecia
this aint that type of time little demon
im trying to put you down you feel me
they granting wishes like they timmy

chorus

gotta pace myself i been getting harder to beat
gotta face myself its getting harder to sleep
i got faith in myself when they thought i was weak
lord the blind lead the blind and just trying to see
gotta go for mine and imma get every piece
i aint scared to grind im trying to hustle for me
i don’t run no floor and i aint no guard but i still shoot em from deep
in a hotbox smoking in that car cause i really want me some peace
if im the goat then all these n+ggas is sheep
they do the most when i hustle with the least
really think this whole game fake and i want that sh+t to decrease
and im on that old jane plain don’t need no diamonds for cheap
really do this for the mob so take them orders capiche
i want them old green hundreds a rolls royce corniche
man im just trying to get these streams and get these loads by the week
cause i cant even cap to you its about that dough for me



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