Troubling, f*ck it then muthaf*ck the government
Who 'gon tell me that I need to stop hustling
Troubling, f*ck it then muthaf*ck the government
Who 'gon tell me that I need to stop thugging bitch
I come from section 8, hustling shuffling weight
Struggling everyday to put some food up on my plate
Smuggling my f*cking blade doubling my troubling pay
Juggling this tumbling rain preying to see sunny rays
Couple in my fumbling mates all trying to get a taste
Of functioning success whatever puzzling awaits
Guzzling Hennessy and stay puffing on these strains
On the corner like a stop sign trying to make a play
If you ain't never hustle its 'gon be hard to relate
See my homie on a shirt left the Earth the other day
Say Rest In Peace Jose until the day I finally lay
In my f*cking casket and my body decays
Still 'gon get paid like a pimp gets laid
Ain't slick back but got that purp on me mayne
One cross on my chain my religion remains
Close to the heart like an artery or a vein
Troubling, f*ck it then muthaf*ck the government
Who 'gon tell me that I need to stop hustling
Troubling, f*ck it then muthaf*ck the government
Who 'gon tell me that I need to stop thugging bitch
Troubling, f*ck it then muthaf*ck the government
Who 'gon tell me that I need to stop hustling