Knock da Hustle Lyrics

Yeah

Death to the imposters label me the king

My dreams could win Oscars my niggas turned mobsters

My white friends doctors fatherless child

Listen how I got this knowledge is wild streets taught me

Speak softly nigga watch from the crowd 'cause any nigga that's loud

Just want attention and eventually blaow

All my niggas getting chet talking every fucking day

Got a bitch on my dick yelling yippee ki yay

And my girlfriend tripping girl don't drive me insane

Nah that really wasn't nothing that was just my lil thang

I'm a player real nigga yeah i feel like Bruce Wayne

Working late by the night getting money by the day

I was broke for a minute down bad thats okay

Olay

I'm just avoiding the bullshit

Gotta let these niggas know that i really been doing this

Got the rock and im pulling it

Boy I'm Steph with the shot

Got that shit that influence these rappers talking a lot

About the shit they be doing and I'm just not that impressed

Take the money and drugs and what these niggas got left

Boy we know you depressed

But at least you well dressed

Hope that Fendi and that Rick can keep yo mind at a rest

On God