Nipsey Hussle - My mood til im gone lyrics
[Nipsey Hussle - My mood til im gone lyrics]
Yeah hussle music
This that TMC the marathon continues
Ihusslecom all that
Wassup lil baby fuck with a
Real nigga ill pick
You up in the bulletproof or the droptop Benz
We gon do what we do you know
Fuck them niggas
Look story of my life
Wake up on my grind don't go
To sleep till late at night
Niggas play my mixtapes
And they bitches say he tight
Say i remind her of the type
Of nigga that she like
Type of shit that starts a fight
But it's been like that all my life
Crack your bitch off my bike
Jealous ass ill fuck a nigga wife
Got that swagger got that swipe
Get that cash i live that life
Take that hoe bitch that you love
And introduce her to thеse lights
Why you begging her to bе your
Baby momma and do right
I pull up and park my Benz up
At LAX and take that flight
Drop top, Louis bag, Louis belt
Dickies sagged
Hopscotch through security coz bitch
I am the man its really nothing to me
You can treat that hoochie like it's Zumiez
Lock her in the house when she
Get out she gon pursue me, truly
Young Hussle livin like a boss still
Straight up Wilshire to Neiman Marcus
Gang of large bills
Huh that's right
Yeah you already know what this is nigga
Handcuff your hoe
We coming to your city to fuck that
Bitch on the tour bus nigga
And I don't even smoke no more
All imma do is count cash while
That bitch pour Clicquot on
Her butt crack nigga while I'm
Cuffing from the back
Shove her head in the pillow nigga
And chuck the hood up
I'm breaking niggas hearts you
Better know that
Story of my life
Wake up on my grind don't go
To sleep till late at night
Once upon a time the public bus
I used to ride but
Beamers, Benz and Bentleys only type
Of shit i drive
Got a license to survive that means I
Got the right to ride on
All of you fuck niggas demise
Look you in your face and smile
Right before i take your life
All spirit of the so ain't no wrong or right
See that hatred in your eyes so
When I flip don't be surprised
Bout this real nigga shit
I will not compromise, you
Dick riding jealous niggas all deserve to die
How you scared of heights but still
Hate me cos I'm fly?
Niggas threatened by me now but I'm
Not even in my prime, i
Just left the label but I'm back out
Here on my grind buts it's
Been like that all my life so
I'm a hustler by design
Fuck was on your mind thinking
You could even try
Act like yall faggot niggas was
Gon press the line
This that TMC the marathon continues
Ihusslecom all that
Wassup lil baby fuck with a
Real nigga ill pick
You up in the bulletproof or the droptop Benz
We gon do what we do you know
Fuck them niggas
Look story of my life
Wake up on my grind don't go
To sleep till late at night
Niggas play my mixtapes
And they bitches say he tight
Say i remind her of the type
Of nigga that she like
Type of shit that starts a fight
But it's been like that all my life
Crack your bitch off my bike
Jealous ass ill fuck a nigga wife
Got that swagger got that swipe
Get that cash i live that life
Take that hoe bitch that you love
And introduce her to thеse lights
Why you begging her to bе your
Baby momma and do right
I pull up and park my Benz up
At LAX and take that flight
Drop top, Louis bag, Louis belt
Dickies sagged
Hopscotch through security coz bitch
I am the man its really nothing to me
You can treat that hoochie like it's Zumiez
Lock her in the house when she
Get out she gon pursue me, truly
Young Hussle livin like a boss still
Straight up Wilshire to Neiman Marcus
Gang of large bills
Huh that's right
Yeah you already know what this is nigga
Handcuff your hoe
We coming to your city to fuck that
Bitch on the tour bus nigga
And I don't even smoke no more
All imma do is count cash while
That bitch pour Clicquot on
Her butt crack nigga while I'm
Cuffing from the back
Shove her head in the pillow nigga
And chuck the hood up
I'm breaking niggas hearts you
Better know that
Story of my life
Wake up on my grind don't go
To sleep till late at night
Once upon a time the public bus
I used to ride but
Beamers, Benz and Bentleys only type
Of shit i drive
Got a license to survive that means I
Got the right to ride on
All of you fuck niggas demise
Look you in your face and smile
Right before i take your life
All spirit of the so ain't no wrong or right
See that hatred in your eyes so
When I flip don't be surprised
Bout this real nigga shit
I will not compromise, you
Dick riding jealous niggas all deserve to die
How you scared of heights but still
Hate me cos I'm fly?
Niggas threatened by me now but I'm
Not even in my prime, i
Just left the label but I'm back out
Here on my grind buts it's
Been like that all my life so
I'm a hustler by design
Fuck was on your mind thinking
You could even try
Act like yall faggot niggas was
Gon press the line