Big K.R.I.T. - Hustlers Ambition lyrics
[Big K.R.I.T. - Hustlers Ambition lyrics]
I got a thing for this rap shit
Get money mad shit look at how they maxed me
Whats happening on some super hero shit
In the city of villains
Well for a fee between you and me
Niggas is killing nARC's dirty like roaches
Usually they sellin'
Never had a heart growing
Up usually he tellin'
Saw that nigga never spoke to him
For a good reason in class poppin' off
Used to say I was cheatin'
I keep my business on the low
Convos to the minimum
You ain't ever heard of money bags
While I'm in to them
Make moves and break rules, fuck bendin' em
Might haul off and swing on
A nigga like a pendulum
Stick to the code little man
That's what they told me
OG's that did they time like fuck the police
Never trust a soul when you get this dough
Seen best friends turn to foes
And jump ship like hoes
I see it clearly now, I'm on my grizzly now
Might have to maul me a
Nigga with the semi now
Sniper shit 50 cal yea, get away clean boss
Concentrate calculate and knock ya
Head clean off
I don't need you to love me nigga
Probably mad cuz your bitch want
To fuck me nigga
At my show, front row trynna touch me nigga
Down to fuck she gave it up
You be her hubby nigga
I'm on some pimp shit, no can't limp shit
Tell her, her pet name
Bring me that bread "bitch"
No I tease on the track
Watch how I sketch this
A master piece so accurately
A hustler's profession
No half way all in, nigga I'm ballin'
Jim Jones hoes with a lambo I crawl in
Maybach that's right more ice
Than a half pipe i must of been King tucked
Somewhere in my past life
Hold up, roll up, that good take a slow puff
That last drag of purp we smoke that sho nuff
I ain't trippin on beef
Over cheese if it's cold cut
Take a block with a hole and
Dig till it's sowed up yeah young Krizzle
Get money mad shit look at how they maxed me
Whats happening on some super hero shit
In the city of villains
Well for a fee between you and me
Niggas is killing nARC's dirty like roaches
Usually they sellin'
Never had a heart growing
Up usually he tellin'
Saw that nigga never spoke to him
For a good reason in class poppin' off
Used to say I was cheatin'
I keep my business on the low
Convos to the minimum
You ain't ever heard of money bags
While I'm in to them
Make moves and break rules, fuck bendin' em
Might haul off and swing on
A nigga like a pendulum
Stick to the code little man
That's what they told me
OG's that did they time like fuck the police
Never trust a soul when you get this dough
Seen best friends turn to foes
And jump ship like hoes
I see it clearly now, I'm on my grizzly now
Might have to maul me a
Nigga with the semi now
Sniper shit 50 cal yea, get away clean boss
Concentrate calculate and knock ya
Head clean off
I don't need you to love me nigga
Probably mad cuz your bitch want
To fuck me nigga
At my show, front row trynna touch me nigga
Down to fuck she gave it up
You be her hubby nigga
I'm on some pimp shit, no can't limp shit
Tell her, her pet name
Bring me that bread "bitch"
No I tease on the track
Watch how I sketch this
A master piece so accurately
A hustler's profession
No half way all in, nigga I'm ballin'
Jim Jones hoes with a lambo I crawl in
Maybach that's right more ice
Than a half pipe i must of been King tucked
Somewhere in my past life
Hold up, roll up, that good take a slow puff
That last drag of purp we smoke that sho nuff
I ain't trippin on beef
Over cheese if it's cold cut
Take a block with a hole and
Dig till it's sowed up yeah young Krizzle