I'mma Die A Hustla - Blac Haze

For real, Yeah 
[Chorus] 
How ya gonna die? 
When ya die, nigga 
I'mma die a hustla 
I'mma die makin money 
(repeat) 
I'mma die a hustla 
I'm smokin weed and shit 
My baby mama keep sayin she don't need this shit 
She said I ain't doin nothin for my Shorty 
I'm like "Whatever" 
As I'm sippin on the forty 
Uhh, Yeah 
I got my mind on the come up 
Cause I'm a G 
36 ounces to a key 
I need to be, 
On the road with my niggaz from the hood 
Screamin "It's all good, It's all good, It's all good" 
I often wonder should I stay in the game 
Cause I got too many enemies takin aim 
I learned that niggaz that beef 
Be tryin to kill niggaz 
So if you see me hangin 
I'm hangin with real niggaz 
And I'll be bustin at bitches and shit 
Tryin to get the ? out 
Swervin at my ride bout to wreck out 
Damn 
I can't complain cause that's the life I chose 
Nigga I'ma be a hustler til my casket close 
And everbody's tellin me "You movin too fast" 
The street life don't last 
Look at your homie's that past 
And even though deep inside 
I know they talkin true shit 
I still wanna do shit 
Nigga I'mma die a hustla 
[Chorus] 
Ain't got no time for fuckin with hoes 
They gotta wait 
Cause a nigga gotta get his money straight 
Cause niggaz be actin shady 
When it come to green 
Don't be fuckin with my money 
If you come then come clean 
You fools better wise up 
I'm like ? 
Cause I'ma <2 gunshots> to the nigga 
Ask questions later 
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