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hustler's handbook pt. 1 - h1slim lyrics

[verse 1]
oh, you just like me, huh?
you come from nothing and you stuck
you down to risk it all, and you don’t really give a f*ck
yeah, we operate off hustle, but you ran into some luck
bring your shovel, i’ma tell you how to get it out the mud
you ain’t scared to take a risk? you full of heart without a plan?
i could work with that, now listen up and let the games begin
rule number one: you don’t got no hustle then you through
you not working like a slave, then turn this off, this ain’t for you
when that money call you laying down and lookin’ at yo’ screen?
or you jumpin’ up and baggin’ work, like you was zach lavine?
rule number two: learn to have some patience, ain’t no panickin’
you gon’ get some money, but it’s more ’bout how you handle it
’til you touch a ten, don’t spend a thing, you keep on stackin’ it
wonder if the mailman know he drug traffickin’?
[verse 2]
wonder if yo’ momma proud of you? just know she ain’t
but as long as you got money when she call she can’t complain
but i’m glad you asked that question, that sh*t deeper than you think
just don’t try to please the world ’cause in reality you can’t
rule number three: you ain’t got no focus you gon’ fumble
keep your head down, you gon’ get the furthest bein’ humble
you start gettin’ money, know them n*ggas watchin’, so be ready
you gon’ want the cleanest shot, so hold yo’ breath to keep it steady
and just watch them ho’s you f*ckin’, ’cause that d*ck’ll turn ’em petty
and the moment they feel played they out to cross you like a chevy
you won’t see it comin’, ho’s be super sneaky gettin’ back at you
keep your shoes on, pistol by the bed, assume they after you
n*gga just go hard, and don’t you worry ’bout who passing you
winnin’ way to fast really a trap, let’s do it gradual
you want my advice? f*ck that designer, keep it casual
and they gon’ think you broke, just stack yo’ money while they laugh at you

[skit: mitch(paid in full)]
yeah, you know a n*gga got dough, a n*gga could leave the league. but if i leave, the fans still gon’ love me man?

[verse 3]
rule number four: f*ck yo’ feelings, make it out alive
you know love’ll get you k!lled, and we ain’t hustle just to die
why we taking all these risks? we ain’t goin’ out like mitch
get the money, and don’t fall in love with temporary sh*t
don’t you let that money make you, understand it’s just a phase
and it’s more about the n*gga you become along the way
and it’s more about them principles you built up as a man
you apply this sh*t to anything in life and you gon’ win
when you tryna make it out sometimes in life you gotta sin
gotta go against the grain and do what n*ggas never did
every l that you gon’ take, you better take it on the chin
never run away from sh*t, you face your problems like a man
you gon’ see that it’s designed to make you stronger in the end
but that’s enough of that, i’ll front you this until we meet again, yeah

- h1slim lyrics

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