Jealous-ass bustaz, make it Hell for us
Catch me rollin' with my motherfuckin' guns on the side
Lord, help me change my ways
Of cocaine, the product of the Devil, am I sellin' my soul?
Huh, increase the doses, bustin' whoever closest
In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild until they all die, outlaw
Last two years shed plenty tears and I'll send plenty at you
Real nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough
They made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Strikes, walkin' close to my third, I live a trouble life
Livin' carefree, till I'm buried and if they dare me
It ain't me, I was raised this way
Show a little mercy on Judgment day
No baby momma drama, nigga miss me, why plant seeds
It ain't me, I was raised this way
Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make
Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin' villain
Show a little mercy on Judgment day
Show a little mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised this way
This is how we ride not knowin' if we'll live or die
And in turn I'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social
Listen tho' I'm missin' dough I gotta gather mo'
Show a little mercy on Judgment day
Till the cops come runnin', duck in abandoned buildings
In case you forgot we on the same shit that got us here
So I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo'
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit list
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
In a dirty bitch, waitin' to trick me, not the life for me
And if you dream be a part of my team
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
For all my young thugs in jail in Jerz
From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiends
On the block duckin' charges, nigga fuck the sergeant
And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug
Keep yo' eyes on the prize, nigga watch for bustaz
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
I buck one, just to let you know that I can touch ya
Got tired of small time livin', niggaz tellin' me no
Slangin' cracks or raps, still hell 4 a hustler
This is how we ride not knowin' if we'll live or die
Sensimilla bar your kids from the lessons I learned
Lord, help me change my ways
Niggaz shakin' like they caught the holy ghost when I approach 'em
Lord, help me change my ways
Lord, help me change my ways
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
Every jail I break, every mill' I ate
Either Heaven or jail, it's still Hell 4 a hustler
Never knowin' if this game'll last, feelin' ashamed
Try to politic, before I smoke 'em, like Sun Zu
What you thought? All for lost homies in plenty battles
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
One's five's and ten's was funny money
It ain't me, I was raised this way
Let me catch you slippin' you soft niggaz is outta here
Head to head, whoever hustle hardest
It ain't me, I was raised this way
Tell me will my niggaz mourn me? Gettin' blowed out
He got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of coke
Thug livin', Hell or prison, never losin' my focus
Niggaz do unto these snitches, before it's done to you
High, watch me murder the bird, before he testify
Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in
So I laugh till I cry, when the law come get me
I got mine, fuck them other suckers that's the mentality
Lord, help me change my ways
So I stay strugglin' and jugglin' with all the might I can muster
If I fail, then I suffer, bein' broke is hell 4 a hustler
Watchin' over me through every murder scene
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
And still, we try to change the past, in vain
Show a little mercy on Judgment day
Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious
Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words
Dyin' luck none supply us with much guns
Yes, change my ways yes, the Black Jesuz guide us through this
A man of military means in my artillery
Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the mornin'
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the sickness
Lord, help me change my ways
I'm bustin' on niggaz until they scurry, I'm clearly
No insanity plea for me, I ride the beef till I burn
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
I'm makin' money moves mandatory
Weary weary weary weary only God can save us
Show a little mercy on Judgment day
Picture niggaz we rushin' and still bustin'
Catch me rollin' with my motherfuckin' guns on the side
Sellin' dope to all the fiends, at times I wanna cry
In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild till they all die
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
It ain't me, I was raised this way
