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Oh man, I told, Lord I can tell you didn't want to hurt me But then you turned and looked and said "Hey, I can no longer pretend to be satisfied with your love" Wow This for my hustlers Yeah Uh Uh, look Raisin' Hell but the shit that I'm rhymin' was Heaven-sent Went broke and bounced back, I been grindin' out ever since Wise and intelligent, I could rob a village while it sleep Even if I was blind with a elephant Crime was like medicine, I watched niggas face a dub with a racist judge And still gave 'em time with no evidence Gotta admit that lifestyle is what fed the kids Sorry for them missed calls and kites that I never sent Too much on my plate, you might choke if you try it Bit off more than I can chew so now my goal is to diet Resort to my aggression, I had to grow up in violence Money talks, could turn your life into a moment of silence I control and decide it, keep your focus on grindin' A long road to redemption that I drove with no license It's a jungle that's controlled by the sirens But the hunter gon' be the hero until the story's told by the lion Letras de cancionesTo influence, dozens grew from strugglin', all we knew was hustlin' Fiends missin' teeth, always lookin' like they chewin' somethin' I been stressed out lately, I got a bad temp' with people And the bad mood just turn into a happy trigger finger Every inch to the stage, I put my pen to this page I took risks to get paid, my name shifted this game Be the head and not the tail, momma stitched in my brain But do it twice, it's better, 'cause you got the skin of a slave Down to my last, it's hard to smile, even laugh But it's, it's hard to give up 'Cause we came up from the struggle, baby, all we know is hustle That's why, it's hard to give up I spent years in the dream, sweat and tears in the dream But it's, it's hard to give up So I gotta try climbin' 'cause I'd rather die tryin' 'Cause it's, it's hard to give up Yo, a grain of sand in the king's hand Could grow into the castle if it spread like a wingspan A life begins with sin, transcends, but like a lens We numb the pain with violins or Vicodins Faded like pro cats and pigeons on the power line Another nigga out his mind, runnin' out of time Whether fruits wither on the vine or the dotted line The bough breaks, it's no mistakes, it's by design Even the kids ain't nothin' to play with They don't stand for shit, not even the court bailiff But shed a thug tear over spilled blood on the pavement If you ain't talkin' hustle you speakin' the wrong language That's on everything, I choose to move hurriedly I feel like it's too much I could lose before they bury me And even after that I'ma prove through the legacy I lead That the grind is in my pedigree Down to my last, it's hard to smile, even laugh But it's, it's hard to give up 'Cause we came up from the struggle, baby, all we know is hustle That's why, it's hard to give up I spent years in the dream, sweat and tears in the dream But it's, it's hard to give up So I gotta try climbin' 'cause I'd rather die tryin' 'Cause it's, it's hard to give up From Letras Mania