True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
Its been forever but don't feel that way
Real recognize real all day (All day, all day)
My past choices ain't gone seal my fate
Ain't sorry ain't slowing down Until I'm paid (I'm paid)
But these days I got 2 much 2 live for
Soul survival spitting out that pistol
Disagreements what we throwing our fists for
I tell the kids don't do drugs I'm blitzed though
You can call it hypocritical
Alcoholic individual
Bouta hit 5 broads up in a row
And the first to text back getting boned
It sounds like I ain't changed in these past few years
But things ain't the same I've done lost a few peers
My girl popped a Son out, I done popped a few beers
I can sit and bitch about it all but f*ck it who cares?
Still grip the bottle right
Still gotta strap the condom tight
These hoes are all alike (All alike)
These days I'm on that Father life
I put it all on the line
Mentally that's where I'm at
Physically the west side
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
Its been forever but don't feel that way
Real recognize real all day (All day, all day)
Be them bitch made bustas that feel some way
But I can't apologize for getting paid
Still moving in Slow Mo and I'm seldom faded
Zero Gravity proved to be true, they can't hold me down, moves premeditated
Impulsive personality
Living out a dream, lost touch with reality
I don't what day it is, I don't know what games are on
Missed my Nephew birthday, was up all night making songs
My Sister mad at me, but who's to say I'm wrong?
Feel like I'm drowning I don't catch it when the wave come on
My Fam said I need to take a break from Fuego
On behalf of everyone who Stay Lit
I told em all to "f*ck off, this shit ain't no hobby"
People got Fuego tattooed on they bodies!
Ever since a teen was smoking blunts on the scene
Rolling chocolate in them owls, picking out the seeds
Uncle Dave known me for life, how you think this an act?
Way you made me felt, Melo gone never feel that
I give no f*cks about the law, it wasn't written to benefit me
Way they treat you- different than me
You get offended when I tell ya cops crooked as me?
I get offended mayor Rilling son steals heroin out the evidence room and walks free!
I was in B.C.C
And saw someone get arrested and charged with felonies for stealing trash bags
He was trying to eat
With no money in his books, got 3 soups for each
Now for life labeled a felon
But if you're Stephen Rilling and get caught stealing heroin and oxy's, it's only a misdemeanor
I'da got life as a beaner!
And you wonder why I got this f*ck the la demeanor!
This is my reality in 2018
How could I chill with the KKK living in Ridgefield?
Getting death stares as my Newport ashes
This is life as a Latino in a land ran by facists
Lead by a racist Commander in Chief
Breaking up mi gente familia
Kids in grief, lacking guidance broken hearted fulla anger and resentment
Promising revenge, head to school with loaded weapons
Blessed to be a Father, got me thinking what to say to you
Ain't trying lose my daughter for America betraying you
But peep how they portraying you
How they portraying us
Acting a fool like adding truth to the bullshit they making up!
Think about it, can't dwell
It's a must stay motivated
Ask me how I do it?
I think bout my Abuela, she's the one who immigrated
Put it all on the line
Mentally, thats where I'm at
And physically the west side
Danny Evans - Where We Left at (feat. Young Demise) Lyrics
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True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
Its been forever but don't feel that way
Real recognize real all day (All day, all day)
My past choices ain't gone seal my fate
Ain't sorry ain't slowing down Until I'm paid (I'm paid)
But these days I got 2 much 2 live for
Soul survival spitting out that pistol
Disagreements what we throwing our fists for
I tell the kids don't do drugs I'm blitzed though
You can call it hypocritical
Alcoholic individual
Bouta hit 5 broads up in a row
And the first to text back getting boned
It sounds like I ain't changed in these past few years
But things ain't the same I've done lost a few peers
My girl popped a Son out, I done popped a few beers
I can sit and bitch about it all but f*ck it who cares?
Still grip the bottle right
Still gotta strap the condom tight
These hoes are all alike (All alike)
These days I'm on that Father life
I put it all on the line
Mentally that's where I'm at
Physically the west side
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
Its been forever but don't feel that way
Real recognize real all day (All day, all day)
Be them bitch made bustas that feel some way
But I can't apologize for getting paid
Still moving in Slow Mo and I'm seldom faded
Zero Gravity proved to be true, they can't hold me down, moves premeditated
Impulsive personality
Living out a dream, lost touch with reality
I don't what day it is, I don't know what games are on
Missed my Nephew birthday, was up all night making songs
My Sister mad at me, but who's to say I'm wrong?
Feel like I'm drowning I don't catch it when the wave come on
My Fam said I need to take a break from Fuego
On behalf of everyone who Stay Lit
I told em all to "f*ck off, this shit ain't no hobby"
People got Fuego tattooed on they bodies!
Ever since a teen was smoking blunts on the scene
Rolling chocolate in them owls, picking out the seeds
Uncle Dave known me for life, how you think this an act?
Way you made me felt, Melo gone never feel that
I give no f*cks about the law, it wasn't written to benefit me
Way they treat you- different than me
You get offended when I tell ya cops crooked as me?
I get offended mayor Rilling son steals heroin out the evidence room and walks free!
I was in B.C.C
And saw someone get arrested and charged with felonies for stealing trash bags
He was trying to eat
With no money in his books, got 3 soups for each
Now for life labeled a felon
But if you're Stephen Rilling and get caught stealing heroin and oxy's, it's only a misdemeanor
I'da got life as a beaner!
And you wonder why I got this f*ck the la demeanor!
This is my reality in 2018
How could I chill with the KKK living in Ridgefield?
Getting death stares as my Newport ashes
This is life as a Latino in a land ran by facists
Lead by a racist Commander in Chief
Breaking up mi gente familia
Kids in grief, lacking guidance broken hearted fulla anger and resentment
Promising revenge, head to school with loaded weapons
Blessed to be a Father, got me thinking what to say to you
Ain't trying lose my daughter for America betraying you
But peep how they portraying you
How they portraying us
Acting a fool like adding truth to the bullshit they making up!
Think about it, can't dwell
It's a must stay motivated
Ask me how I do it?
I think bout my Abuela, she's the one who immigrated
Put it all on the line
Mentally, thats where I'm at
And physically the west side
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
Its been forever but don't feel that way
Real recognize real all day (All day, all day)
My past choices ain't gone seal my fate
Ain't sorry ain't slowing down Until I'm paid (I'm paid)
But these days I got 2 much 2 live for
Soul survival spitting out that pistol
Disagreements what we throwing our fists for
I tell the kids don't do drugs I'm blitzed though
You can call it hypocritical
Alcoholic individual
Bouta hit 5 broads up in a row
And the first to text back getting boned
It sounds like I ain't changed in these past few years
But things ain't the same I've done lost a few peers
My girl popped a Son out, I done popped a few beers
I can sit and bitch about it all but f*ck it who cares?
Still grip the bottle right
Still gotta strap the condom tight
These hoes are all alike (All alike)
These days I'm on that Father life
I put it all on the line
Mentally that's where I'm at
Physically the west side
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true hustlers pick up where we left at
Its been forever but don't feel that way
Real recognize real all day (All day, all day)
Be them bitch made bustas that feel some way
But I can't apologize for getting paid
Still moving in Slow Mo and I'm seldom faded
Zero Gravity proved to be true, they can't hold me down, moves premeditated
Impulsive personality
Living out a dream, lost touch with reality
I don't what day it is, I don't know what games are on
Missed my Nephew birthday, was up all night making songs
My Sister mad at me, but who's to say I'm wrong?
Feel like I'm drowning I don't catch it when the wave come on
My Fam said I need to take a break from Fuego
On behalf of everyone who Stay Lit
I told em all to "f*ck off, this shit ain't no hobby"
People got Fuego tattooed on they bodies!
Ever since a teen was smoking blunts on the scene
Rolling chocolate in them owls, picking out the seeds
Uncle Dave known me for life, how you think this an act?
Way you made me felt, Melo gone never feel that
I give no f*cks about the law, it wasn't written to benefit me
Way they treat you- different than me
You get offended when I tell ya cops crooked as me?
I get offended mayor Rilling son steals heroin out the evidence room and walks free!
I was in B.C.C
And saw someone get arrested and charged with felonies for stealing trash bags
He was trying to eat
With no money in his books, got 3 soups for each
Now for life labeled a felon
But if you're Stephen Rilling and get caught stealing heroin and oxy's, it's only a misdemeanor
I'da got life as a beaner!
And you wonder why I got this f*ck the la demeanor!
This is my reality in 2018
How could I chill with the KKK living in Ridgefield?
Getting death stares as my Newport ashes
This is life as a Latino in a land ran by facists
Lead by a racist Commander in Chief
Breaking up mi gente familia
Kids in grief, lacking guidance broken hearted fulla anger and resentment
Promising revenge, head to school with loaded weapons
Blessed to be a Father, got me thinking what to say to you
Ain't trying lose my daughter for America betraying you
But peep how they portraying you
How they portraying us
Acting a fool like adding truth to the bullshit they making up!
Think about it, can't dwell
It's a must stay motivated
Ask me how I do it?
I think bout my Abuela, she's the one who immigrated
Put it all on the line
Mentally, thats where I'm at
And physically the west side
Writer: Carlos Olmos, Daniel Evans
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid