Lakeshore Hustlas - The Hustla Lyrics

I knew this coming in...
I'm a hustla, homie!
You a customer, homie!
How you figure that you bigger?
It's that liquor 40
That just gotcha trippin
My partner watchin, itchin
We smokin dope and somewhat hopin
We don't catch you slippin
33 in you chest, we call you Scottie Pippen
It ain't no lie, we live it
You just a body figure
I mean a body count, that's in a body bag
More like a doggie bag
Partakin' body drags
In the back of my Lac
Is where I smash yo damn fam
I get the pack and the bag
The f*ckin man's who I am
And best of all I'm just growin
The everlasting is showing
I'm neva slacking, but I'm mackin' on these hoes that's goin
And that's fasho I'm blowin
More like I'm f*ckin blowed
Still got more junts to roll
Packs fly to Mexico
Takin trips to the border
We executin this order
That's 66 in the chamber
You can't prepare for the slaughter
I came to rent out your daughter
I need that passive income
I like to smash it, then I pass it back so you can get some
You betta gimme my funds
Can't f*ck with I.O.U's
You betta not reach for no guns
Cuz nigga I buck too
Yah...