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Anything lost
Can be found again, except for time wasted

A vision without action is merely a dream
It's the action that's pride, it the hustle, it's the persistence

In a car while roaming around
All my thoughts been roaming around
Where I come from like a hole in the ground
Silly me still holdin' it down
Every car pass by with the music real loud, while bumpin', roamin' around
Tellin' me to make a hit but I really don't get
While they walk I'm roaming around when

Out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded) when out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream

Light-skinned and I fight good just like Muhhamed Ali (Gates)
Jab nasty, hook good just like Muhhamed Ali
Rollin' bands in my pants talkin' cash I'm a smash hold up
Out the streets, stay in the streets all I could do is be me
With Flo Rida, nothing in common I'm not a B.O.B
(Hold up) hustle hard and I'm hands-on I'm a good guy that could transform
Did time I ain't ask for, still sendin' mail through the hatch form
Different city within the city, more over product then an antfarm
Look, don't try this at home

Out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded) out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream

I be loaded, back in the condo
Product of a broken home
Pray but just hope that I don't choke what I'm smokin' on
Potent, ocean-grown, no cologne I just roll
Two-time convicted felon, dumb shit get at me
Yeah, this Luca brasi right here talkin' bitch you know I got them racks
I'm a shooter with a shooter I ain't never pay for that (shout out)
Young money wanna sign me, my rap jacket too violent (shout out)
Bread winner, 100it gang that's Dreco and Mysie

Out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded) out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream (oh, I knew it)
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Anything lost
Can be found again, except for time wasted

A vision without action is merely a dream
It's the action that's pride, it the hustle, it's the persistence

In a car while roaming around
All my thoughts been roaming around
Where I come from like a hole in the ground
Silly me still holdin' it down
Every car pass by with the music real loud, while bumpin', roamin' around
Tellin' me to make a hit but I really don't get
While they walk I'm roaming around when

Out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded) when out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream

Light-skinned and I fight good just like Muhhamed Ali (Gates)
Jab nasty, hook good just like Muhhamed Ali
Rollin' bands in my pants talkin' cash I'm a smash hold up
Out the streets, stay in the streets all I could do is be me
With Flo Rida, nothing in common I'm not a B.O.B
(Hold up) hustle hard and I'm hands-on I'm a good guy that could transform
Did time I ain't ask for, still sendin' mail through the hatch form
Different city within the city, more over product then an antfarm
Look, don't try this at home

Out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded) out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream

I be loaded, back in the condo
Product of a broken home
Pray but just hope that I don't choke what I'm smokin' on
Potent, ocean-grown, no cologne I just roll
Two-time convicted felon, dumb shit get at me
Yeah, this Luca brasi right here talkin' bitch you know I got them racks
I'm a shooter with a shooter I ain't never pay for that (shout out)
Young money wanna sign me, my rap jacket too violent (shout out)
Bread winner, 100it gang that's Dreco and Mysie

Out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded) out my window
I see everything I dream about and wish I had
(Retarded, I'm retarded)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion
Nothing come from sleeping but a dream (oh, I knew it)
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Writer: JEREMIAH SAGE ACKAH, KEVIN GILYARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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