Make It Last

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Paul Wall] Paul Wall Po up My OG told me, we gotta [?] hustle It's when you grind til you're so far away from them busters I'm from the era where the quietest last the longest I'm from the city where they stack you if you stacking commas It's every man for theyself, but I can dig it They rather talk down and ask you how you did it My daily agenda is go and get it The hustle is American, the car is British Boys buy one Bentley, and they think they a mo Check out my resume of foreigns, add up the total No sleep, no time to eat, gotta meet the quota My expertese in hustling's all anecdotal Mama raised a soldier, I was Texas made Grinding all through the Midwest, getting paid When it comes to hard work, I never been afraid Twisting up satellite OG like a braid I come around the corner in a catolack coasting Onlookers staring like the elevater's broken The kush came from [?] the cookie came from Oakland And me, I'm Kansas City barbeque smoking [Verse 2: Rich the Factor] You a sucker [?] you'll never last [?] [?] pussy [?] Waiting for [?] Benz [?] I'll settle for an M double Always knew that I could do numbers with this big hustle Off the muscle, shit, I can get you smothered, nigga You got a solid hustle, I can make it double, nigga Ghetto [?] in the streets, I'm a [?] [?] you a [?] dealer Bust a 500 magnom one hand, nigga So you know how I kick when I got the stick What's in me? Rosay mixed with Henny Order green bottle Remy, with [?] [?] you can hear it open up Breaking [?] got the [?] smoking up On my way to the money, no suckers involved Over the years, you can see that my hustle evolved [?] gloab, can't fuck with the [?] [?] movement, [?]