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hustlin - youngs teflon lyrics

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hustlin’, hustlin’
we give and we take, it’s a stake every day, tryna sell or buy something
been in the game for some years, and trust me the fame ain’t really ’bout nothing
see the good ones come and go, and it hurts, man the pain ain’t really ’bout nothing

trust me, aight

had a move back, went with my yungen
it was nothin’ bout candy, still had the sawn off one in the dustbin
but i been on a mad one, kicked in the door, and a man start clutching
now you gotta get out there, sirens coming, live ones bussing

remember when they raided the block, and i couldn’t take off, i was out there stressing
had my arm in a sling, packs in my pouch, see my young boy sentenced
extra curricular action, all the mandem done weren’t fencing
if they ain’t on par we bench them
and they shouldn’t give brains, that’s senseless

was stuck in the hall and wass, always had money for weed, but brass
went and got nines and macs, when we shoulda moved out, got houses and flats
but your mind state’s floor, and your life like that
cuz most man get rich just to come right back

hustlin’, hustlin’, every other day tryna make some
muscling, bustling, if they ain’t tryna give it, i take it
like, picture me busking, now i’m tryna have options
tryna get that coin, no jingling no rustling
hustlin’, hustlin’, every other day tryna make some
muscling, bustling, if they ain’t tryna give it, i take it
like, picture me busking, now i’m tryna have options
tryna get that coin, no jingling no rustling

i just wanna pull up in a ghost, but these sh*lls just looking like pasta
if you pull up with smoke, they go fly through the wall like casper
had the old trey deuce out daily, ask man about margaret thatcher
and the sweetest one on my line, but i’ll run down girl, i got asthma

try put substance in the wreck
when they never came back i was vexed
ex*girl didn’t like how i flex
said it’s all drugs money and s*x

trap line, send a text
took a man back for a test
crop from the flips, impressive, yes
took it uptown for a quest

kept the little stainless one on a date night
i drink fire water at the shows, i don’t ever get stage fright

hustlin’, hustlin’, every other day tryna make some
muscling, bustling, if they ain’t tryna give it, i take it
like, picture me busking, now i’m tryna have options
tryna get that coin, no jingling no rustling

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