| I remember all those hungry nights
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| I remember when they told me I would never
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| See my name in those flashing lights
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| But little did they know
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| That when you’re a star
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| Means that you’re chosen, yeah
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| Let your light shine bright
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| Get in a Husslas State of Mind
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| Be who you are
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| Don’t lose your focus, no
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| You better get on your grind
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| Get in a Husslas State of Mind
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| I left the streets alone
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| I had to take a chance
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| I did it for my daughter
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| I hope my niggas understand
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| I can’t believe I sat in it
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| No matter of fact, I can
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| See, first it was my dream
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| Then it became it my plan
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| I was always strapped
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| That’s cuz I gangbang
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| My city teaches people use yo' pistol, not yo' brain
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| Knee deep in these streets, I’m still tryna' make a change
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| So everyday Nip Hussle live up to his last name
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| Slauson Boy gang
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| Through the joy and the pain
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| Seen the best and worst days
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| So we play 'em both the same
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| Hit a lick don’t celebrate
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| Take a loss and I won’t complain
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| I know that I’m a boss and that’s just a part of the game
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| My new gold chain and 2 kilos of cocaine
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| Put 'em both on the scale, they gon' come back the same
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| And in my young life, the only rule that I obey
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| Is All Money In, No Money Out everyday
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| Hussle
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| I remember all those hungry nights
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| I remember when they told me I would never
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| See my name in those flashing lights
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| But little did they know
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| That when you’re a star
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| Means that you’re chosen, yeah
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| Let your light shine bright
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| Get in a Husslas State of Mind
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| Be who you are
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| Don’t lose your focus, no
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| You better get on your grind
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| Get in a Husslas State of Mind
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| Look
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| Look, I wish we all made it as rappers and ball players
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| But truth of the matter, it’s…
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| Look, I wish we all made it as rappers and ball players…
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| Look, I wish we all made it as rappers and ball players
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| But truth of the matter, it’s really based on your mind state
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| If you want it, then grind daily
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| Get it, then shine crazy
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| First class, leather seats is how I’m flyin' lately
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| I’m gettin' June money tryn' make July pay me
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| Cuz if they violate me, who gon' feed my baby
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| And I didn’t tryna see the institution
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| So my music is the pudding that the people see the proof in
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| Started at the bottom
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| Said I couldn’t do it
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| Now I’m lookin' like a problem
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| Somebody call Houston
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| Ask yo' favorite rapper
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| Bet he’ll tell you I’m the future
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| I’m the streets and in the booth
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| I turn my life into a movie
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| And yea I did dirt
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| But I believe in God
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| I beat a couple cases
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| And every single odd
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| That was stacked up against me
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| I put on my for my city
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| Now every time I fuck inside the roof I’m makin' history
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| I remember all those hungry nights
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| I remember when they told me I would never
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| See my name in those flashing lights (Hussle)
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| But little did they know (It's all hood tho)
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| That when you’re a star (yea, yea)
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| Means that you’re chosen, yeah
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| Let your light shine bright
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| Get in a Husslas State of Mind (Hussle)
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| Be who you are
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| Don’t lose your focus, no
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| You better get on your grind
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| Get in a Husslas State of Mind |