When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
The drug game is a sport that I play
So when my phone rings I run routes and get paid
I always moved trees but I neva throw shade
Might catch feelings for you baby but no grenades
I got 3 different phones in the trap
Personal, business, and for the pack
Gamble with your life and lose you cant bet it back
But I heard its always better to bet on black
If I said it I did it that's facts
But yall out here lying for likes on a stat
Put in work on these streets like I'm vdot
A couple hours trapping pockets have speed knots
When I'm hungry I eat and give you a taste
Buy whatever I get nothing on the face
Selling drugs I got no time to waste
If I die today gotta make sure my kids straight, aye
When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
Got my word and my balls plus this 38
Niggas wear crooked smiles though their face is straight
But I still show love like nobody scored a ace
We not running a race I just set the pace
I be at it all night like I'm vamp
In the party dancing with my pistol like Samp
Got the jump on my comp, no ramp
I'm smooth and they move like they suffer from cramps
Haters hoping and wishing I dont excel
No 2 worst to a hustler than no bail
I'm a hustle by blood doggie, Sak Pase
Waldo gang when I bang on you, N'ap Boule
I came from the dirt but was raised in it
Through the years washed it off, but was bathed in it
If you mention these streets I'm engraved in it
But I got kids to raise I cant stay in it
When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
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When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
The drug game is a sport that I play
So when my phone rings I run routes and get paid
I always moved trees but I neva throw shade
Might catch feelings for you baby but no grenades
I got 3 different phones in the trap
Personal, business, and for the pack
Gamble with your life and lose you cant bet it back
But I heard its always better to bet on black
If I said it I did it that's facts
But yall out here lying for likes on a stat
Put in work on these streets like I'm vdot
A couple hours trapping pockets have speed knots
When I'm hungry I eat and give you a taste
Buy whatever I get nothing on the face
Selling drugs I got no time to waste
If I die today gotta make sure my kids straight, aye
When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
Got my word and my balls plus this 38
Niggas wear crooked smiles though their face is straight
But I still show love like nobody scored a ace
We not running a race I just set the pace
I be at it all night like I'm vamp
In the party dancing with my pistol like Samp
Got the jump on my comp, no ramp
I'm smooth and they move like they suffer from cramps
Haters hoping and wishing I dont excel
No 2 worst to a hustler than no bail
I'm a hustle by blood doggie, Sak Pase
Waldo gang when I bang on you, N'ap Boule
I came from the dirt but was raised in it
Through the years washed it off, but was bathed in it
If you mention these streets I'm engraved in it
But I got kids to raise I cant stay in it
When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
The drug game is a sport that I play
So when my phone rings I run routes and get paid
I always moved trees but I neva throw shade
Might catch feelings for you baby but no grenades
I got 3 different phones in the trap
Personal, business, and for the pack
Gamble with your life and lose you cant bet it back
But I heard its always better to bet on black
If I said it I did it that's facts
But yall out here lying for likes on a stat
Put in work on these streets like I'm vdot
A couple hours trapping pockets have speed knots
When I'm hungry I eat and give you a taste
Buy whatever I get nothing on the face
Selling drugs I got no time to waste
If I die today gotta make sure my kids straight, aye
When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
Got my word and my balls plus this 38
Niggas wear crooked smiles though their face is straight
But I still show love like nobody scored a ace
We not running a race I just set the pace
I be at it all night like I'm vamp
In the party dancing with my pistol like Samp
Got the jump on my comp, no ramp
I'm smooth and they move like they suffer from cramps
Haters hoping and wishing I dont excel
No 2 worst to a hustler than no bail
I'm a hustle by blood doggie, Sak Pase
Waldo gang when I bang on you, N'ap Boule
I came from the dirt but was raised in it
Through the years washed it off, but was bathed in it
If you mention these streets I'm engraved in it
But I got kids to raise I cant stay in it
When I answer my phone it's a check
When I leave my home it's a check
I'm a hustle baby, no if's, and, or maybes
If I treat my lady its checks
I get guwap so what you expect
I'm straight up dont curve right or left
I'm a man of my word, dont snitch or do dirt, that's why the streets show me respect
Writer: Leonard Brooks
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