HUSTLIN' by Brexton
• Written by LyricalX
Huh, yeah
My whole life I been hustlin
Tired of the struggling, take it and then double it
Them bitches think I'm down for cuddling
Niggas don't fuck with him, in love with this
I'm barely functioning, fucking malfunctioning
Oh what is this? Pussy bitch ducking hits
Cuz he a fucking pussy watchin Bubble Guppies and duckin' shit
And we ain't duck from him, she suck my dick like suctioning
The fuck is up wit' him? Woah
They tryna pop out at me, it's puzzling
They stumbling, mama say my words be troubling
As a youngin I was just smuggling, my anger was bubbling
I was tunneling a way to you, yeah, these streets was bustling
My brother was always grumbling, I'm summoning
Satan to help me with all my fumbling, mumble rappers be mumbling
Me? I actually rap, all this shit I be juggling
I keep hustling, and hustling be humbling
Bitches bundling with each other, this drink I'm guzzling
She want me dead, yeah I get it, Imma go and publish it
She say, "No more publishing" I'm upcomng
Them bitches shuffling, I put my muscles in
The fuck they on 'bout? I know, this world you gotta hustle in
If you not hustling then you be struggling, yeah
Shit be muddy, fuck around, shit get bloody
I know they gonna try and flood me, okay, Patek, Rolex, no buddies
And I just wanna study (I just wanna-) she just wanna fuck me
(She just wanna-) And she just wanna touch me (she just wanna-)
I think she wanna love me (she wanna, woah)
But I can't love her back, that shit gives me heart attacks
Let's run it back, the fuck is up with that? I'm not loving that
They come from front to back, why you fronting bad?
Swear she fucking mad, she was fucking Dad, fuck that bitch, she mad
Imma get them fucking bags, fuck my dad, yeah, fuck my dad
I could care less 'bout him and his fucking acts
'Cause he be ducking action, why you ducking that?
I can't go out sad, who the fuck would even be in love with that?
Nobody-nobody gon' be in love with dad
(When I'm done with him-) We done with that, she running back
She always coming back (when I'm done with her-) she won't be fucking back
So keep that in your mind 'til your fucking death
(Can't trust her, gotta hold my breath, uh)
Huh, yeah
My whole life I been hustlin
Tired of the struggling, take it and then double it
Them bitches think I'm down for cuddling
Niggas don't fuck with him, in love with this
I'm barely functioning, fucking malfunctioning
Pussy bitch think he the shit but he really not
You think you're a God but you're not watch you fucking rot
I was shooting shots, I know God'll watch, woah
I just had to beat the odds, all them niggas get mad
I know they won't get back, my heart be jet black
I feel like I'm jet-lagged, had to take a step back
I really resent that, I gotta repent bad
How can I repent that? Sins, I disrespect that
I always would disrespect dad, I got me like ten stacks
I got me like ten racks, pussy bitch got a dead dad
Why the fuck would I accept that? You know I reject that
Now I got the big racks, got me like six stacks
This bitch won't get back, watch him just get bagged
Yeah, okay, please babygirl just stay back
All my niggas lay back, all my niggas be so laid back
Why the hell did you say that? I'm up inside the Maybach
These niggas sip Cognac, I know your love be a throwback
I'm in the Ativan, hope you know that, uh
Hop in the Wraith get his ass blown back
Her ass that she gonna throw back, her ass she's thrown back
I sometimes wish I could go back to nostalgia, but I know that
You don't miss the game, you miss being happy
That's what Albert said, now she be gettin' nasty
I call up 8_apsy, know she tryna stab me
She taking jabs at me, she drivin me madly, sadly
I didn't make it to the next day, woah-oh
She said she wish my ex would've stayed, woah-oh
I can't let her know how I feel (no-oh)
Imma shut up, eat my meal, Glockenspiel, I made a deal
With the devil, I regret it already, heartbeat slow & steady
Are you ready, Freddy? That's what my mama always said
Bitch we deadly, never friendly, she gon' be a dead B_
My dead G's they rest in peace, there's tens of me
But you're the only ten I see even in Tennessee
I got co-signs from everyone next to me, woah
And you was my ecstasy, but now you disrespecting me
So we were never meant to be matter of fact you're dead to me
So please just stop texting me and sexting me
I do kung fu, I can't love you, I cannot hug you
I'm like a thug too, I'm scared to touch you, I'm scared to fuck you
Cuz of commitment, forget it, forget this
You cannot be forgiven, fuck forgiving
I can't fix it can't fix this can't fix shit guess we're all beyond fixing
We're so broken (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
And we're misspoken (ah-ah-ah-ah)
If you haven't noticed (ah-ah-ah-ah)
I can barely focus (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, yeah-yeah)
We're so broken (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
And our hearts be frozen (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Your love is bogus (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
You're my opponent (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Can you fix my broken components and put 'em back together
Like nothing ever happened and maybe I'd feel better?
But I know it's merely a fleeting dream but whatever
Maybe you and I can be friends, uh, forever
Probably not but it's worth a shot
I can't lose everything I've got
I don't wanna fucking rot
I just wanna fucking see God
But I don't wanna die I wanna beat the odds
Ima soar like a sty and fucking fly so please watch
She want me to die so I'll cry in my room silently
Can we speak privately? She wouldn't die for me
She'd always lie to me but never lie for me
What a fucking sight to see, this darkness inside of me
Might come out and destroy you all
There's some things I don't enjoy at all
I'm not your toy, I'm not, oh-woah-oh-oh-oh
We're so broken (I am, we're so-, we're so)
And misspoken (God knows, o-o-o, God knows)
Nobody noticed (how we felt, how we felt)
And we can barely focus (can't look me in my eyes-)
Huh, yeah
My whole life I been hustlin
Tired of the struggling, take it and then double it
Them bitches think I'm down for cuddling
Niggas don't fuck with him, in love with this
I'm barely functioning, fucking malfunctioning
I can barely look you in your eyes
And you can't do the same
I guess I'll meet the Grim Reaper
Get her hot like she got a fever
I wish I could be neither
Scared to leave her or even believe her
Tried to reach out but I geeked out
Might just leave now 'fore I tweak out
Baby, what do you really need now?
B-B-bring the weed out..