A-Villa, Roc Marciano - A Hustler's Soliloquy lyrics

A Nigga like me man
I love the game, I love the hustle
I be feeling like one of them ball
Playing niggas you know like bird
Magic or something
Yeah you know a nigga got dough
A nigga could leave the league
But, if i leave
Are the fans still gon love me man?
I done sold coke on these
Streets man hash, weed, heroine
As long as niggas was feeling it a
Nigga like me could hustle it
Aiyoo it's my gift in life A you know?

Word Up! niggas still hustle too don't get it
Fucked up baby Marcc Villa my nigga unh
This shit gangsta right here
Nigga nah mean? thats
How we ride nigga! boy yeah ungh

Red ink, a sphinx, with bitches having drinks
I'm working out the kinks the weed stinks
Tending the chickens in a clean sink
Are we in sync? I think I need a shrink
Minerals from A to Zinc
Grey minks, gators is pink
A player's wink, a trill filled on his wheat
Two semis in the benz jeep, skin the sheep
I'm unique, the tech 9 sleep by the obliques
Spearhead the operation with patience
You trying to taste what's in the cake mix
(ungghh) rock the cake that gave me
Lift like Blake Griff
It's not a myth, ignorance is bliss
We take risks, fornicate taste the baked fish
Shapeshift, faceless the eight six
Break swift, the niggas hate they ain't shit
Liquidate the chain and the bracelet
Bang bang nigga
You think the shit a game it
Ain't a game nigga
You think the shit a game it
Ain't a game nigga
You think the shit a game it
Ain't a game nigga
You think the shit a game it
Ain't a game nigga

Jug of jumbos
Drop a O inside the crime gumbo
Ducking Columbo, play the bungalo
That's the honey comb
Long gun, call it Mutombo
The money never run low, we unload
Young Marilyn Monroe stumble out
The Gran Turismo
Rocks flood the Hublot, it's true though
Name hold weight like a sumo
Smacked with the Mac double uno
Then I attack the bubble culo
Enjoy the nude show
She want a buck, I run a shrewd ho
White Clarks with the blue soles
Squeeze tools read the news
My Puerto Rican muse treat the
Moons with the cubes
Beef stew the baby seafood
Dim setting, Otis Redding
My coat is shedding
The G code is stone embedded
I drew the line, don't overstep it
Find you in a hole out in the desert
Bang bang nigga you think the shit a game
It ain't a game nigga
You think the shit a game
It ain't a game nigga
You think the shit a game
It ain't a game nigga
You think the shit a game
It ain't a game nigga