Intro

[Verse]
Welcome to the life of a hustler
Where all the bad bitches lust us
ATF and narcs wanna bust us
But everything legit so they can't touch us
Wake up in the morning, tucked my pistol in my pants
Hop in the coupe, another day another band
Looking at my Rollie yeah a nigga on time
Connect love me cause I never stole one dime
Thats where in these times in this brand new society
Where all of the stand up hustlers is by me
Them niggas selling bullshit, you see we got variety
And we got quantity, some high as hell [?]
Whatcha tryna spend? I’ll knock something off if you cop ten
Shop at me it's guaranteed you coming back again
Talking on my cell, seat reclined in the Benz
On rims, necks full of gems
Been balling no gym
They don't wanna let me in this rap
Standing next to migo show how lame he is and that's a fact
That's a stack and I ain't even got a plaque
I'm just a motherfucker Fenkel nigga with a sack
Ride with me through these Detroit streets
Where young niggas is beast and they don't play about beef
The money don't sleep so the hustlers don't sleep
Was 'posed to get in and out, but I got pulled in deep
Now I can't see life without fast money
Bank accounts is cool but I like feeling cash money
And leaving home with nothing coming in with the most
You lil niggas broke, boy what you gross to me is gross
If I'm calling ladies cause I'm on another coast
Yachtmaster Rollie on, I'm in another boat
I'm on strap mode boy my whole family sold coke
So what the fuck I look like
Walking around this bitch broke