The Balance Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Verse 1: ] My nigga just had a daughter shit made me go harder Fuck the hype and all that bullshit we taking this farther I got some niggas from my hood trying to make me a martyr I made it from the bottom could paint you the horror Could show you the struggle pops told me to hustle Now its all off the muscle now I'm balling like Russell Now I'm eating some muscles some lobsters and shrimp The mind of a hustler, a mobster, a pimp I'm stuck in my ways yeah you know I ain't change I'm puffing some haze the times is so strange I'm trying to get paid they riding the wave She tired of complaining I'm stuck in my ways She said I been on the road too much City to city fucking hoes too much Was out the country on my phone too much While you was worried about mines instead of yours too much And I don't even really keep up with the score too much But if you heard we in the lead I could've told you such You know we hustling, know we clutching That's the end of the story baby no discussion [Outro: ] I got these knots in my jeans Blow got that Glock with a beam I only rock with my team This shit is not what it seems I got these knots in my jeans Blow got that Glock with a beam I only rock with my team This shit is not what it seems