Good To Me

[Verse 1: Skatterman]
At 13, I asked Lubby for 20 Dub
Southside, 20 deep, it was 20 of us
Hard times, but dreams kept our hopes up
Now [?], cut the dope up
I had my butterfly bags and my rubber gloves
Flat broke, all I thought about was coming up
Eyes on the prise, fingers on my handgun
Survived on a gram for a gram [?]
Hard heads hoppin in and out of [?]
Only took a couple years and we was rockstars
It was me, Redgy, Quintin and T-Bone
[?] you know what we on
Getting money or die, go check the resume
No part time job, we did it everyday
And I work for it, hurt for it, [?]
I used to buy from Hitman and Terry Fintch

[Chorus: Skatterman]
All I know is hustle
From my hood, that's just what we do
We hustle so much
People always talk about
They out here hustling
You ain't no motherfuckin hustler, punk
I don't care what it did to them
The streets been good to me
They been good to me
They been good to me
They been good to me

[Verse 2: Snug Brim]
We getting money like a motherfucker, man
All through the states, everybody know my name
Used to see me slide through, what it do?
I just came to blow some weed, and drop a little game
You niggas better ask someone bout me
[?] we can count it
You ain't talkin bout money, you ain't had enough of it
Kansas City fitted, we turn it up in public
Bet you know my face, you probably want my autograph
Getting Gooda, if I want it, Imma order that
Take a dub, smell it through the bag
[?] if you got some stacks
Holler if you hear me, beat your ankels if you hating
Game been real damb good, stop faking, homie
It ain't nothing but cash
And I could show you how to get it, if you get up off your ass

[Chorus: Skatterman]
All I know is hustle
From my hood, that's just what we do
We hustle so much
People always talk about
They out here hustling
You ain't no motherfuckin hustler, punk
I don't care what it did to them
The streets been good to me
They been good to me
They been good to me
They been good to me