Midwest Hustler - Stalley

20 gold rose pockets full of coke

Rubber band knots fist full of notes

Send a starter run the like the carter

Push the button from the Porsche a Chevy startup

High beam put it in drive then light the Ganja

Fresh wash when we ride up on ya

Pretty women chose

They just wanna sit and cruise

I told her grab a friend like ma girls are coming too

Cuban flooded in Jewls got dweller on the wrist

Multiscale leather sit but still smelling like a brick

Powder in my nails piling up by the inch

8-balls and quarters soft hauled your orders

How would you like to flip

Balls for everybody

The streets get a gift I rolls for everybody

Streets take a sniff hustler till I’m stiff

Black Rolls out the back roads

Crack a seat and it’s

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Even you know when I’m around hustlers

Without feelings or pimps or whatever

They still have some type of family values, morals

So even if I speak about the drugs or the violence or whatever

It’s still always something that speaks to my conscience

About reminding people of the good and the bad

And the outcome that comes with these responsibilities

Gold rush air

Feel the melody that’s in the air

Oh yeah I’m

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