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Young Chris – Humble Hustler Lyrics

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Ooh you tired to hear me moam
But check out to hear me moam
My friend Chuck just stag, his mom just die a year before
Crazy world we living, world full o sinning
Sending the fee, my mama thank you, father please forgive me
So in love with a women that even got me a daughter
I was so out of place now she got me in order
Unless the Lord call me, better try living throw my Lords
in the floor shining
Taking chain, my brother, before i was discover
Til they did it again without a roaber
Greater, one time to motherfcker
We was sneak at the train, this the city that we rock it
My mama send me to school when I was having my fame
She aint give a shit, her body is caught and dead
Before I got my shut, gotta pull out all my pain
Revolution have a start before the and chains

Im alive man, Im not down all my days
Cuz when I love I have to ball for that gran and paper
Hustle hard all because I wanted the shit that my neighbor
Had to dash my lable tag
Now we getting money smoke, getting hall out
Guess she think I fly now
Life is a school stuck together in the same way
Til I cant make it no more

Imma hustle living life, getting money, floppin es
Go with on my as new shows
Humble hustler, life on the flow, life, money, mix and go to show
Slumb the humble cu tomorrow we promise
The way we twist and get a niga out of pocket
Humble hustler, humble hustler
Humble hustle a girl, humble hustler a mama

I toast to the innocent, shuts to the enemies,
Its no remorse, no sympathies, is the memories
Once were a friend of me, tiner the blues brothers
Know they say green, brighter those two colors
Now that she know the true or a few other
Started out ten now its like two others
Friends, be the first one to hit you
as try o get you from all that disturb you
Force a hand to make that get my issue
This like my stug, stand deeper in that ..shoe
Message thats left up in the chest
Dancing with death we put that coffee and rest
A lot a stay in their house but are found
And we last but lost to late, we check out
the evil, just a few assassins with me, free segual
at the leader, got the birdies flying out just like the ..
Bad intention, being snitches

For haters try to keep up just like a trio
a you the closet think to the
Lil reack get the think for your
as aint ganster, we pull out the leo
Keep it likeone thousand, my a though in the kilo

Imma hustle living life, getting money, floppin es
Go with on my as new shows
Humble hustler, life on the flow, life, money, mix and go to show
Slumb the humble cu tomorrow we promise
The way we twist and get a niga out of pocket
Humble hustler, humble hustler
Humble hustle a girl, humble hustler a mama

Humble hustle a baby, humble hustle a girl, humble hustler a mama

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