Cocky Streetz - All My Life Lyrics

Door open
Shit what up with you cuz
What's going on cuz
Not shit my nigga
How long do you think its gonna take you to move this my nigga
Shit three days
Word man
I'm thinking about letting you take over in shit cause damn
I been hustling all my life i'm tired of the shit
You can't think like that
That's why these niggas don't got no stripes
But i'll hit you up cuz i got a play
Alright my nigga

Cocky Streetz Mr 365

Lets go let's go

Been hustling all my life
These Niggas ain't earn no stripes
The opposite of my type
Watch a real nigga get right
Been hustling all my life
These Niggas ain't earn no stripes
The opposite of my type
Watch a real nigga get right

I beat the beat the f*ck up
Lame niggas what's up
Same shit in ya'll cups
That's that wack juice shut the f*ck up
Ya'll never been in that trap
With that pistol cocked in your lap
Up four days with no naps
Dreads be every where full of them naps
What about pissing in them pots
Dimes be kissing cause of them knots
Cutting dimes get you them knots
Cuzzo got four and a half in them pots
Niggas rap cause its a hobby
I rap cause this is my life
That rap game so naughty
That I made the bitch my wife

Been hustling all my life
These Niggas ain't earn no stripes
The opposite of my type
Watch a real nigga get right
Been hustling all my life
These Niggas ain't earn no stripes
The opposite of my type
Watch a real nigga get right

I beat the beat the f*ck up
Wack niggas what up
Same shit in ya'll cups
That's that lame juice shut the f*ck up
No longer reppin that TAB shit
Now i'm on that me shit
Fens threat me like a boss
They call me Mr keep that shit
Boss on my teeth bitch
G dot Goins i'm a double g
I flood the streets
Add the work of them thugs with me
That's guaranteed big birds
Bitch i live on sesame street
Covered in flames ghost rider
Niggas can't see these L's truck drivers

Been hustling all my life
These Niggas ain't earn no stripes
The opposite of my type
Watch a real nigga get right
Been hustling all my life
These Niggas ain't earn no stripes
The opposite of my type
Watch a real nigga get right

I beat the beat the f*ck up
Real niggas what up
The same shit in our cups
That's that liq we cut the f*ck up
Hit the club with them dealers with me
Hit the club with them killers with me
In all black with gold on
You would think them steelers with me
Locked up in september i spit like i just got home
Reed up last night
On my son that shit just got gone
That shit ya'll not on
If i want her she gone to come
All i spit is that war flow
Bomb

Been hustling all my life