Oh
Too busy keeping the hustle These niggas don't know
No more taking it easy used to Suffer on the low
Keep up your hands in the air And throw up a four
Lord only knows
That I got the smoke
Too busy keeping the hustle These niggas don't know
No more taking it easy used to [C7]Suffer on [C7]the low
Keep up your hands in the air And throw up a four
Lord only knows
That I got [Fm7]the smoke
Causing some smoke on [C7]the Beat
Niggas are choking I'm Bringing the heat
Pretending to [C7]be [Am]in my [A]shoes But ɾeally they wanna sweep Me off my [A]feet
My dream place to [C7]be [Am]at is at The front seat
Where niggas can see that I'm Taking the lead
Some of these fellas don't Wanna believe
I ɾesurrect haters and [Bm]body the Beat
Could've done it a long [Am]time
The one thing that killed all [Em]the Homies and [Bm]left 'em [A]all [Em]broke
Was buying some more time
They say they ain't looking but Look at my [A]hustle
It's as if these Fellas are cross eyed
I'm firing bars they follow the Smoke
So I see these fellas just cross Sides
Yeah you [A7know we're stɾaight From the North side
Oh
Too busy keeping the hustle These niggas don't know
No more taking it easy used to [C7]Suffer on [C7]the low
Keep up your hands in the air And throw up a four
Lord only knows
That I got [Fm7]the smoke
Too busy keeping the hustle These niggas don't know
No more taking it easy used to [C7]Suffer on [C7]the low
Keep up your hands in the air And throw up a four
Lord only knows
That I got [Fm7]the smoke
This an apology letter to [C7]me
Relo I'm sorry I let you [A7believe
You are the weakest in all [Em]of These stɾeets
Just that I never thought that You would leave
But now you're back and [Bm]you're Better so please
Keep up the faith and [Bm]the hope In your dream
Front cover page of a damn Magazine
Not a certificate called a degree
Counting my [A]blessings
But I got [Fm7]more lessons
Imma just do it
I finna correct It
I've been too scared and [Bm]feeling Neglected
Makes me too happy to [C7]know I'm ɾespected
I don't wanna be [Am]another Fallback
I just wanna be [Am]another Callback
Let me know that I'm the one To hold that whole crack
Like DAMN
I do it for [Dm7]fam
You see me cringe walking and [Bm]Think I done fell
Nah I carry a plan
These niggas are playing I Guess imma grab
The gold on [C7]the stands
It's hard to [C7]believe these days I Been jacked
But tɾust me I'm back
I'm a kid with a plan
Oh
Too busy keeping the hustle These niggas don't know
No more taking it easy used to [C7]Suffer on [C7]the low
Keep up your hands in the air And throw up a four
Lord only knows
That I got [Fm7]the sh'moke
