Common Hustler
Verse 1
Look, It's Killa World, & I am Tha Killa
Spittin' out rhymes, this shit got you caught up in a Blizzard
Yeah, It's Fresh Money til I see my Killer
My shit about to sell like the fuckin Thriller
And look, my brother just told me that he needs his bro
I spit fast for my n***as, & slow for the hoes
Cause I'm just a common hustler, but I ain't slangin' birds
Sit back, lay back, its the last of the verse
Verse 2
I'm hungry for the beats, I eat yo flow
I'm just a young lil n***a, who got money and a short fro
Bully these beats, in this rap shit I'm Deebo
And we know
That n***a I am the greatest
And these n***as the fakest
Yes, I've awakened
I was sleepin', not ever spittin' lyrics
My flow is strong, cause all you boys fear it
Got the Cake stackin up
I swear I need a bakery
Yeah, I remember back in 4th grade, and I was gettin' bullied
Life is a Gamble, I don't understand it fully
Verse 3
Look, I ain't done, lets bring it back
Hip Hop is dead, Fresh Money bring it back
Killa World, part 5, I know yall n***as love this track
People out there dissin', and I don't understand that
Yeah, I'm knocking n***as out, like the old Tyson
We fighting
But yo bitch be dyking
And after hours, check her phone, cause we skypin'
I'm going hard for a n***a just typing
Yeah, And I think I need help
Jaylin H, rich with ideas, unlike wealth.....
Look, It's Killa World, & I am Tha Killa
Spittin' out rhymes, this shit got you caught up in a Blizzard
Yeah, It's Fresh Money til I see my Killer
My shit about to sell like the fuckin Thriller
And look, my brother just told me that he needs his bro
I spit fast for my n***as, & slow for the hoes
Cause I'm just a common hustler, but I ain't slangin' birds
Sit back, lay back, its the last of the verse
Verse 2
I'm hungry for the beats, I eat yo flow
I'm just a young lil n***a, who got money and a short fro
Bully these beats, in this rap shit I'm Deebo
And we know
That n***a I am the greatest
And these n***as the fakest
Yes, I've awakened
I was sleepin', not ever spittin' lyrics
My flow is strong, cause all you boys fear it
Got the Cake stackin up
I swear I need a bakery
Yeah, I remember back in 4th grade, and I was gettin' bullied
Life is a Gamble, I don't understand it fully
Verse 3
Look, I ain't done, lets bring it back
Hip Hop is dead, Fresh Money bring it back
Killa World, part 5, I know yall n***as love this track
People out there dissin', and I don't understand that
Yeah, I'm knocking n***as out, like the old Tyson
We fighting
But yo bitch be dyking
And after hours, check her phone, cause we skypin'
I'm going hard for a n***a just typing
Yeah, And I think I need help
Jaylin H, rich with ideas, unlike wealth.....