Hustlas Soul

Lyrics

[Intro] Damn it feel good to be a hustler You know? Fenkell Ave BYLUG [Chorus] You can look into my eyes, and see a hustla's soul If you can see inside that coupe, you see a hustla froze Turn nothing into something, that's a hustla's goal Disloyal niggas, we don't fuck with those You can look into my eyes, and see a hustla's soul If you can see inside that coupe, you see a hustla froze Turn nothing into something, that's a hustla's goal Disloyal niggas, we don't fuck with those [Verse 1] Work touch down, had to scoop it in the AM Moved it in the PM, and nobody even seen him Moving real swift, all you see is his wrist Only football niggas wearing shit like this But I ain't playing in the Rose Bowl, diamond chain Rose Gold Good work, bad work, fuck it, get them both sold Stacking off of sold O's, them my old goals Now I get new money, from spitting old flows Louie to the whole floor, sipping Don P No liabilities allowed around me Rolex time piece, riding in the Benz That's just my car of choice, been the goal since a kid I done had a few, big body and the coupe On my balcony, debating on my next big move Stashed eight balls all in my shoe From my uncle that stole, hope he don't check in them boots [Chorus] You can look into my eyes, and see a hustla's soul If you can see inside that coupe, you see a hustla froze Turn nothing into something, that's a hustla's goal Disloyal niggas, we don't fuck with those You can look into my eyes, and see a hustla's soul If you can see inside that coupe, you see a hustla froze Turn nothing into something, that's a hustla's goal Disloyal niggas, we don't fuck with those [Verse 2] When I ain't have shit, I used to vision this One day I'ma be rich with the illest shit Walking out of Louie with the thickest bitch Female employees giving complements about her hips My salary was based off of powder zips Made my first ten, I was proud as shit Now I spend ten like it's counterfeit Granite on the counter top, screaming amen everytime a nigga count a knot I owe my jewler 'bout a hundred when the chain done Got tired of searching for a plug, so I became one Nobody funded my career, I used my own cash Nobody wanted to front me, I got my own bag That ain't your mans, if your success got your bro mad I feel no remorse for your hoe ass No mercy for a nigga stepping out of line No handouts for a nigga that don't wanna grind [Chorus] You can look into my eyes, and see a hustla's soul If you can see inside that coupe, you see a hustla froze Turn nothing into something, that's a hustla's goal Disloyal niggas, we don't fuck with those You can look into my eyes, and see a hustla's soul If you can see inside that coupe, you see a hustla froze Turn nothing into something, that's a hustla's goal Disloyal niggas, we don't fuck with those