Nipsey Hussle, June Summers - 6 Inch Heels lyrics

No punches

Look
Bounce back off every loss like a real nigga
Handle business like a man
I'll make a deal with you
Loyalty for loyalty, I keep it real with you
You go to war, then I'm gonna kill with you
Married to the streets
Ask me why I'm still with her
Asghedom, it’s obvious I’m a real nigga
Around the corner it's a
Dozen niggas still trippin'
They'll still kill you if you still slippin'
Look, I put curtains on my rear windshield
My bitch bad but my wrist on chill
My bitch bad, man, that bitch got skills
She 5'11 rockin' 6 inch heels
She my Excedrin in this sick ass world
She probably make a stray bitch toes curl
She used to be in rich nigga retail
But money's my only fetish with
My rich ass self
Hussle, I know y'all hating but
I wish y'all well
I'm eating steak, crackin' Crip leg shells
I'm gettin' cake, let the champagne spill
It's either participate or your
Bitch ass fail, nigga

I was lookin' at the
World through rose-colored glasses
I couldn't chase this dream for long
I had to catch it
I been ten toes down, I'm out chea
Lookin' back tha's how I got here
'Cause even when I slept in the gutter
I stared at the sky

Uh, yuh, look young niggas fuckin' bitches
Gettin' dope money
745, gold chain, rope money
Was every man for himself when you was broke
Bummy you make it happen
Niggas actin' like you owe somethin'
My nigga, I just wanna let you know somethin'
The clock tickin'
Gotta get it and devote somethin'
The transition and legitimize the flow of it
It's just a given that these folks comin'
Look, I knew some niggas that was
Killers and these hoes loved 'em
Was gettin' money 'til some other
Killers told on 'em
The whole city and they business
They was known for
A string of bank robberies
Was beastin' for a whole summer
It ain't no hall of fame
It's over then they don't love you
Ain't no arenas hangin' jerseys
With your old numbers
You gotta get what you can get
And make the most of it
You beat the odds then you grow from it, look

I was lookin' at the
World through rose-colored glasses
I couldn't chase this dream for long
I had to catch it
I been ten toes down, I'm out chea
Lookin' back that's how I got here
'Cause even when I slept in the gutter
I stared at the sky

Ayy, look
Let's get it straight, these niggas fake
It's nothin' though, we gettin' cake
My mornings early, my nights is late
It's all dollar signs in on my license plate
Y'all niggas strugglin', my life is great
You free stylin' your life, I write my fate
I play to win 'cause life's a game
Just put your all in this music
And your life will change
It's what I told myself
That's what I showed myself
It's a cold and lonely road
You gotta go for self
I meditated 'cause I knew I
Had to know myself
Said 600 Benz, this is what I owe myself
And worldwide recognition
Now my flow is known in and out the States
Pay me just to show my face
Bottle after bottle, empty out the case
Hip-hop, empty out the safe hussle

I was lookin' at the
World through rose-colored glasses
I couldn't chase this dream for long
I had to catch it
I been ten toes down, I'm out chea
Lookin' back that's how I got here
'Cause even when I slept in the gutter
I stared at the sky