(feat. Mavado)
The streets got so many stories about the hustler, about the hustler
Let’s go
The streets dont got to have so many people in my heart
Right from the start I didn’t want to hear your story
No,no,no,no
Let me introduce you to the streets
The hustler, the hustler
The hustler, the hustler
The hustler, the hustler
The hustler, the hustler
I’m the real McCoy
I’ve got games for these baby boys
Cause homie was a thief and a motherfucking liar
These choices lead the Rolls Royces
From the block to the yard
Into the box where we shit on the guards
We have the story that we don’t own so well
Streets making motherfucking evil
The streets are lethal
Get your head up
They’re still my people
The streets got so many stories about the hustler, about the hustler
Let’s go
The streets dont got to have so many people in my heart
Right from the start I didn’t want to hear your story
No,no,no,no
Let me introduce you to the streets
The hustler, the hustler
The hustler, the hustler
These streets ain’t loyal
Right there for you
Standing in the mirror with these green eyes
Pick a soul in the water
On the tops or in the corners
Shit’s hard than a sonar
God, I dug too deep
That’s why the streets don’t sleep
I had a front row seat
But this ain’t a movie
This is yours truly
The streets got so many stories about the hustler, about the hustler
Let’s go
The streets dont got to have so many people in my heart
Right from the start I didn’t want to hear your story
No,no,no,no
Let me introduce you to the streets
All my hustlers
The hustler
