[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
No punches

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look
Bounce back off every loss like a real n***a
Handle business like a man, I'll make a deal with you
Loyalty for loyalty, I keep it real with you
You go to war, then I'm gonna kill with you
Married to the streets, ask me why I'm still with her
Asghedom, it’s obvious I’m a real n***a
Around the corner it's a dozen n***as still trippin'
They'll still kill you if you still slippin'
Look, I put curtains on my rear windshield
My bitch bad but my wrist on chill
My bitch bad, man, that bitch got skills
She 5'11 rockin' 6 inch heels
She my Excedrin in this sick ass world
She probably make a stray bitch toes curl
She used to be in rich n***a retail
But money's my only fetish with my rich ass self
Hussle, I know y'all hating but I wish y'all well
I'm eating steak, crackin' Crip leg shells
I'm gettin' cake, let the champagne spill
It's either participate or your bitch ass fail, n***a
[Chorus: June Summers]
I was lookin' at the world through rose-colored glasses
I couldn't chase this dream for long, I had to catch it
I been ten toes down, I'm out chea, lookin' back tha's how I got here
'Cause even when I slept in the gutter, I stared at the sky

[Verse 2]
Uh, yuh, look
Young n***as fuckin' bitches, gettin' dope money
745, gold chain, rope money
Was every man for himself when you was broke, bummy
You make it happen, n***as actin' like you owe somethin'
My n***a, I just wanna let you know somethin'
The clock tickin', gotta get it and devote somethin'
The transition and legitimize the flow of it
It's just a given that these folks comin'
Look, I knew some n***as that was killers and these hoes loved 'em
Was gettin' money 'til some other killers told on 'em
The whole city and they business they was known for
A string of bank robberies, was beastin' for a whole summer
It ain't no hall of fame, it's over then they don't love you
Ain't no arenas hangin' jerseys with your old numbers
You gotta get what you can get and make the most of it
You beat the odds then you grow from it, look

[Chorus: June Summers]
I was lookin' at the world through rose-colored glasses
I couldn't chase this dream for long, I had to catch it
I been ten toes down, I'm out chea, lookin' back that's how I got here
'Cause even when I slept in the gutter, I stared at the sky
[Verse 3]
Ayy, look
Let's get it straight, these n***as fake
It's nothin' though, we gettin' cake
My mornings early, my nights is late
It's all dollar signs in on my license plate
Y'all n***as strugglin', my life is great
You free stylin' your life, I write my fate
I play to win 'cause life's a game
Just put your all in this music and your life will change
It's what I told myself, that's what I showed myself
It's a cold and lonely road, you gotta go for self
I meditated 'cause I knew I had to know myself
Said 600 Benz, this is what I owe myself
And worldwide recognition, now my flow is known
In and out the States, pay me just to show my face
Bottle after bottle, empty out the case
Hip-hop, empty out the safe
Hussle

[Chorus: June Summers]
I was lookin' at the world through rose-colored glasses
I couldn't chase this dream for long, I had to catch it
I been ten toes down, I'm out chea, lookin' back that's how I got here
'Cause even when I slept in the gutter, I stared at the sky