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tiny boost - confessions of a hustler lyrics

[verse 1: tiny boost]
i went through some hard times, that explain my harsh ways
sold a h+lla heroin to make it through my dark days
started with that spin barrel, them the ones they can’t trace
then we had them mac’s, forget a wrap, you’ll get your car sprayed
pole tall as lancey foux, came in a spanish guitar case
i was in them clubs serving coke like a barmaid
wrap the rock in plastic like a beach up in margate
southside, i got so many ties that i can’t break
baddies that i can’t date, f+ck ’em for a week or so
k!llers doing life, they’re living likе they got a week to go
all good just a week ago, i don’t understand man
all they got is storiеs like that one time in bang camp
how you guys got live beef, you busy doing snap rants?
’bout to take flight like chitty chitty bang bang
i don’t do no bank scams, in the mud, hustling
you ain’t never had to scr+p until you’re in your blood, tussling

[chorus: prince galalie]
dope boy, i’m a hustler and i put that on my trap
raise a stack, double back by the morning
late nights, cutting up and running to the bag
now she mad, i can hear the money calling
do what it takes just for me to survive
so that all the nights i struggle don’t feel hopeless
these are confessions of a hustler
[verse 2: clavish]
i don’t clout chase for attention
if you see me in the club, bad b+tches, burners in my section
you can go gym all you like, these sh+lls gon’ rip you when you’re tensing
civil war, i’m smelling tension, emeralds up in my pendant
two days, the day you come out, the day you went in
f+ck i look like buying birkins?
i’m buying machines and stolen cars for my young’uns lurking
all this water round my neck, i’m like the furthest thing from thirsty
i’m putting rap on pause, it’s world war 3 and 4 if they hurt me
hurry up and tell me, if you’re not sliding, what’s your purpose?
i’m sending n+ggas home without the tag, without the curfew
gina used to give me smelly notes, i spray it with some perfume
don’t lack if we catch you, we gon’ spray it till we earth you
and i know the feds, they play for keeps, don’t wanna hear no a&e
the trap to me is like abc, my postcode n16
there was one time i cheffed a fiend, there was one time i cheffed a neek
unfortunately, he thought he could go bang for the block we beef

- tiny boost lyrics

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