Can't Knock The Hustle

We about to change this game here

Check my pockets ain't nothing but game there

I remain without fear

Keep the lames clear, and the cats that's all about scrap remain here

On top of this Metropolis

My name is like a square

Dropped off every tier

Now y'all can swear to Jay

Heard it the other day

Through the mystery, we get it swiftly

We got to hit you every night before we hit the lights it's type addictive

Need cash to live with, the beat goes on

Everyday is a hustle, the heat grows on

Funny thing happen, in the midst of chasing money and foes

And the worst thing worst than getting old is not getting old

Niggas stay low, like six-fours of shit and gold

And watch the hoes with form fitting clothes

And I hope they shine

Seen a lot of things and enough memories to last me two lifetimes

Can't knock the hustle

I'm taking out this time

To give you a piece of my mind

Who do you think you are

Baby one day you'll be a star

Check this

In a mans world need a girl to tough something

Pull an 80 out her Anne Klein purse and bust something

If you skating through the night to the light, then trust something

When I get home

Then it's on

Girl just crack those shaped legs like Grade A eggs

Love the way you behave and beg

Moan, turn those hollers to screams as we zone like a college team

Then they can hear you from Hollis, Queens (226)

Life with me, consists of a lot of things

Chicks in your ear hit the dirt cause you got hotter things

But you know how to scream, friends talking dizziness

Remind them freak chicks to stay out my business

You know they can't love it, trips to LA with no luggage

Came back with six bags struggling

In first class if my ass should crash, champagne spilled on me

Bank still off on me

But until the last day, I'm the one who's crazy

Cause that's the way you making me feel (can't knock the hustle)

I don't want no romance, I just want the chance

Can't knock the hustle for real

Ever since you retired, working alongside of live wires

In this rap biz with fake nigs, you know liars

I guess I'm biased, what I talk about I live

These rap dudes can flip, but some of them ain't even rapping for chips

What part of the game is this?

Seems brainless, on tours like whores guess what I'm saying I meant

Cats that go all out for their gold plaques

Started with four jacks, ended up with Gold Ac's

Bet your lungs collapse if my funds get trapped

On the weight of me through you, screw you

Gun blew you, out of one then two shoes

Run through you like UH, EXCUSE YOU!

But that's my cash, I understand you hustle

That's my cash, you don't understand

Let my dough pass, you can show it love

Like a rap star in front of the club

But don't knock the hustle