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lirik lagu hustler’s diary – wynii p

oh nawl , what the f*ck is these n*ggas talkin’ about
hmm, ha, get it, ha, oh, nah
d*mn, kweli, that 808 swingin
yeah, but i can’t stop, cause they ain’t stoppin’ me

i hate n*ggas that keep watchin’ me
everywhere i go, show these p*ss*ass n*ggas they coppin’ me
n*ggas switch like b*tches, so b*tch made n*ggas can’t rock with me
i’m rollin’ on my own, i’m in my zone

i know they plottin’, i been fed up
tired of thinkin’ bout the low back when i was po
tryna get my bread up
remember seein’ n*ggas struggle, learnin’ how to hustle

tell em’ keep they head up
n*ggas stand behind the trigger, but for you to pull it
gotta learn to man up
learnin’ how you in the wrong

when you try to rob a n*gga that can’t stand up
and i’m on a paper chase
you can call me kelly clarkson
if it’s a spartan, b*tch, i’ma break away

a n*gga tryna be the difference that he wanna see
so i gotta make the chain
but knowin’ how to take money
for me to make money
i probably won’t make a thang
i remember days when my pockets was dry as a b*tch
i was walkin’, i ain’t have a lift
and my pride is the reason i’m stuck in this mess

i ain’t ask n0body for sh*t
it’s a cold world like jermaine
tell em’, i say, get the f*ck off my d*ck
i get in the stew and i make a move

but i promise a n*gga won’t miss
cause n*gga, i stay patient
try to hit me with a hook
but i got a steel jaw like i’m clay aiken

calculatin’ every move
tickin’ off the clock
cause a n*gga hate waitin
i been stayin’ out the way

focused on this paper
know a n*gga stay hatin
money comin’ in the masses
so i gotta keep an eye on my bank statements

yeah, and i stay prayed up
i’m just tryna make a livin
i’ll be damp if i get caged up
sense keep me on the level
so i gotta help when i’m on the way up
money callin’, better pay up
seein’ grace when i wake up
and these soft n*ggas never feel me

chit*chattin’ how they drill sh*t
i better f*ck n*gga, never k!ll me
nights when i couldn’t sleep
cause my momma’s stressin

tryna make the bills meet
i can go and make a hit
never need to lie
n*ggas see me win, seein’ me on top

smilin’ in my face, wantin’ me to die
but i won’t stop
cause they ain’t stoppin’ me
i hate n*ggas that keep watchin’ me

everywhere i go
show these p*ss*ass n*ggas they coppin’ me
n*ggas made like b*tches
so a b*tch*made n*gga can’t rock with me

i’m rollin’ on my own
i’m in my zone
i know they plot
and i been fed up
tired of thinkin’ bout the low
back when i was po
tryna get my bread up
remember seein’ n*ggas struggle

learnin’ how to hustle
tell them keep they head up
n*ggas stay behind the trigger
but for you to pull it

gotta learn to man up
learnin’ how you on the wrong
when you try to rob a n*gga
that can’t stand up

- wynii p

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