Same game, different players yo
Different players, same game yo
Same game, different players yo
But they don't hear me, listen
See I done came from the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle
From the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle
Fuck a dollar and a dream, all I need is my lama and a scheme
Some niggas sling their products to the fiends
But i'm in the stinking ass Lincoln like Devaughn in Dead Presidents
Riding with a lean, out for dead presidents
St. Marxmen raised me, it's evident, I been thuggin' ever since
Now I ain't do a bunch of time with mothafuckas up north
But I push guns to the stomachs to them niggas that floss
They say: "that boy Fame bad" got 'em going mad
I don't use that word swag, it ain't in my vocab
To my CBR rider niggas, put it in the air
We don't push Katana's my nigga that's for them swigs
I told the church lady put us in their prayers
Illuminati try to put us in the chair
It was a different game when I reminisce
So when a nigga hatin', I just tell him this
See I done came from the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle
From the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle
I'm a sinner i'm a sinner
Voted most likely default from the beginning
The high stakes, with no faith, and mo expectations to ever fit in with greatness
They see me as amazing in places I can't pronounce now
For ever gracious for that BK bounce now
This factory chrome untinted, en route to an immaculate home nigga, owned not rented
Since i'm in it, then I want it all, ain't no depression here
So yeah you haters will always have a job
I'm different from whatever you envision in the blog
I'm an extension of a traditional nigga going hard
This is Street Certified you don't wanna get involved
My past to deep to be deleted from the log
Don't see me as a rapper, the hood's where I fit
Don't underestimate me dawg, remember this
See I done came from the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle
From the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle
So when I wrote to the bottom, no it's not a problem
I'm saluted in every hood, the goons know I got 'em
I ain't the one to stunt but when I do niggas notice
Blow through in that bitch like it's stolen
Back around the block, got one in the slide
All I got is my word, my balls and my pride
Get splashed to the first 48
Worst case scenario, catch me after the first 48
When the heat get hot, I stays in the fault
I rose with them wolves, that ride with them fo's
Collide with you foes and now you surprised at the road
That I chose, to survive and I rose
From casing the dope spot, to paper you can't fold
From beating a black top, to rocking these live shows
I'm Danze, I can never be deprived from this glow
I could tell you, but you already know
See I done came from the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle
From the bottom, I can never go back
Try to live my dreams, 'til it fade to black
To me it's all a hustle
It's all a hustle