Walk in My Shoes

Lyrics

[Intro] (Grand Hustle... The academy, the academy, the academy, the academy...) [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Come take a walk in my shoes Just some young niggas makin' millionare moves Everything to gain we ain't got nothin' to lose If you tryna get money, nigga, this is what ya do Gotta hustle gotta grind, yea (This is what ya do) Gotta hustle gotta grind, yea (This is what ya do) Gotta hustle gotta grind, yup (This is what ya do) If you tryna get money, nigga, this is what ya do, look [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Wake up early in the morning on me Go to sleep by myself and I ain't lonely, homie I'm a boss and I need space to calculate my plans Ain't got no time for silly bitches that don't understand Hit the Gucci store, spend a couple racks Memories in case I catch a case and don't come back Real niggas always take it, we don't ever ask And live it up when we get it 'cause it never last Street life is like sand in the hourglass And we is not the niggas watching hours pass Road to riches, 500 horse power fast V-12 visions, young nigga, never found in class Pull up on the block and I'll be front and center Unless of course a nigga gone until November Gettin' money that's the only thing on my agenda Now put your foot up in my shoe if you think I'm pretendin' [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Come take a walk in my shoes Just some young niggas makin' millionare moves Everything to gain we ain't got nothin' to lose If you tryna get money, nigga, this is what ya do Gotta hustle gotta grind, yea (This is what ya do) Gotta hustle gotta grind, yea (This is what ya do) Gotta hustle gotta grind, yup (This is what ya do) If you tryna get money, nigga, this is what ya do, look [Verse 2: Yung Brodee] Now comin' up in this world they said I couldn't be shit 'Cause I copped a couple pills and I flipped a couple zips I'm rich of cocaine like I never touched a brick But why they gettin' mad at how I make my money flip Doin' outta town transactions with my main man Hope to reach home by Mother's Day was the game plan When it's a drought down south you know how that go And the packs are obese so it's movin' that slow I'm not one of them D-boys on the corner Instead I'm in the Bentley smokin' on marijuana Money got me wit' a bad case of insomnia Yea, so I can't sleep, don't grind, don't eat It's my motto, and that's what I follow And ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' the money pronto That's some advice for ya niggas that do not know And soaking up this game, ya see the guap grow [Chorus: Nipsey Hussle] Come take a walk in my shoes Just some young niggas makin' millionare moves Everything to gain we ain't got nothin' to lose If you tryna get money, nigga, this is what ya do Gotta hustle gotta grind, yea (This is what ya do) Gotta hustle gotta grind, yea (This is what ya do) Gotta hustle gotta grind, yup (This is what ya do) If you tryna get money, nigga, this is what ya do, look [Verse 3: Rimpau] Stay down city, yea You gotta stay off in the trap 'til a nigga make a killin' It don't matter what he dealin' 'Cause the money spend the same Once it all stack up, then ask me how I'm feelin' Addin' up expenses, a luxury tax A 40 inch gold chain and some brand new denim You don't see how he do, starin' in my rearview Speedin' in the lane, tryna feel what the gears do Take a walk in my 10.5's And you'll see what he did just to get at the cash Real niggas take risks just to fill up rubberbands With them big face Benjamins, you don't know the half, and We don't ever ask, we just go hard and smash Stay in love with lifestyle, it's far from a fad And I'm far from a class, but I'm still doin' math, nigga I'm rich and infamous, don't care what the judge figures