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ybe (lil yogi) - the art of hustle lyrics

[verse 1]
now it all started once
with a homie in the trap
send em on a trip
he gon’ make it right back
loads in the tunnel
we gonna hustle till it stacks
yeah they say they got the work
but they never holla back
i been all about my money
you should know where i’m at
don’t be coming at me
like you don’t know where i stand
i got plugs – i got uncles
i got people in the jungle
so i get it for the low
so when i flip it – i make double
i stay away from trouble
federales trying to get me
burning through the city
and my homie got the semi
they know we got the worst
so they just wanna knock the hustle
i know they see me poppin’
so they wanna see me struggle
f-ck em i’m a get em
i’m a hustle for the benjy’s
18-wheeler loaded
road trip missions
homie i been on the clock
all i gotta do is drop
pull up to the spot
dog i run my position
you ain’t really bout that
acting like you got it
but you never really flipped fast
all i hear is talking
woofing like you really pushin’
but you never moved a thang
the only thing you movin’
is some nickles for some change
i’d be laughing at em like a joke
that sh-t is funny to me
four-hundred grand
big money
come and hustle for me
open up shop on the block
get your money right
keep an eye out for the cops

[bridge]
through the midnight
watch out watch out
through the midnight
keep an eye out for the cops
through the midnight
they been trying to catch me
but i’m never slippin’ homie
pedal to the metal
as i’m grippin’ on my forty
living my life on the edge
i ain’t trippin’
i could lose it all today
but i’m still whippin’ in the kitchen
this is what it is
and the hustle don’t stop
if you need the plug
then you know that i got that

[hook]
weed – c0ke & blood (green)
weed – c0ke & blood (white)
weed – c0ke & blood (red)
everybody know we the plug
(that’s the color of the flag)
weed – c0ke & blood (green)
weed – c0ke & blood (white)
weed – c0ke & blood (red)
everybody know we the plug
(that’s the color of the flag)

[verse 2: slowpoke]
from the desert to the beach
from the border to the port
from the chuco town streets
to the corpus christi sh0r-s
what you want?
what you need?
what you smoke?
or you snort?
got the m-th-f-cken fiends
steady knockin’ at our door
now my people stay the plug
all the hustle is in our blood
music, clothes, drugs
come and holla at a thug
if they buying i’m supplying
got my money with a buzz
dollas signs on my mind
gotta hustle with so much
you ain’t going nowhere
if you always staying still
make some f-cking moves
if you trying to see a mill
ain’t no f-cking rules
when you in the battlefield
every man for themselves
man we’ll steal to k!ll
burberry belt
conceals my protection
green currency vs. snow white affection
or share with blood
better pay the connection
f-ck donald trump
show respect to a mexican

- ybe lil yogi lyrics

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