Fats Pomc - What We Hustle For Lyrics

Aint nobody feena pay a nigga rent
Aint nobody fenna give a nigga whips
Aint nobody showing love
Had to get it from da mud
Aint nobody fenna give a nigga shiiid
Dat wat we hustle for
Hmmm yea

To keep it real you niggas dont know da real wit me
My apeal was seal you gotta deal wit me
Da whole time my hustle was on da line
Im bussin and slingin dimes but fine dese niggas still hit me
So ima product of the city i creep
Selling products to da niggas who need
Dis where i be
On dat back porch, parking lot
Club spot, poppin knots
Nigga wann front on my click he see his body drop
Whole time dat we sellin shit
Dey neva tell u dat u takin a risk
(Dat u takin a risk)
Da whole time i want play wit da kids but im outchea making a flip
(Makin a flip)
Whole time gettin paper and shit
I had a homeboy hating dat shit
(Hatin da shit)
Da whole time dey want do wat i did and I just wanna get away from da shit but...

All dese niggas keep tellin me dat im wrong
Like dey dont see dat da felonies dat we on
Aint nunin but slave trade den tell em i dnt belong
It keep em a pro-gress
Dese niggas aint smart yet
Lost... they aint discovered dey art yet
From a moor to a man now a f*ckin object
Den u ask... do we gotta sell hard yea
Dis a chevy... i aint in a foreign car yet
Had a job... got tired of steerin for my opress
Got daughters... how ima supply em if im in debt
U lookin for me a job as long as i sign that
Ima king a nigga need a throne find dat...
Chill fat
Or dey gettin u killed fat
Im wit gods nigga dey ride we ride back
Time up for em dey just tryna whine back
Shit wicked
Niggas involved u blind bats
I hustle dime bags
Finesse get mines back
I customized fats
So hush ya lyin ass
I was nothing... none of dese niggas handed me shit
Aint none of dese niggas on
Aint none of dese niggas rich
Aint none of dese nigga plugs
Aint none of em gettin bricks
Im tired of dis rap shit
Dnt none of it make sense
For a single... u tell me dey bussin for 9 cent
N aint cuttin it
Cool Ill hustle for mine den