Verse 1 (Hustle) This is my single - My single thought My single promise - And if I'm being honest It's this simple knowledge That keeps my mission climbing I didn't go to school, I went to street college I became a fucking man, and now I'm paying homage To my alma mater, and my grandmamma Cuz my pride & honor kept my head above the fucking water And some people saying, "why bother?" Cuz their fucking dream died? Why shouldn’t mine live? Never been a kid, always on some grown shit Fuck it, I only listen to my own shit My mission all day, my way I own this
Break 1 (Hustle) They told me it was a pipe dream And I was like, Fuck you
Chorus (Kill) 2x I won't be a target If you want a war than start it I'm a smoking gun I'm a smoking gun
Verse 2 (Hustle) I'm Charley Hustle, getting my Pete fucking Rose on I never trip, never slip, never go wrong I run... Til I can't catch my breath And my legs can’t stand up And my hearts close to death Yes! I push passion out the speakers Cuz the truth is you haters hate believers So fuck 'em, I'm gonna take what's mine Move like a king, no regrets tonight, alright?
B Section (Kill) I believe regret is the ghost that haunts Failure is the angel that guides you home
Break 2 (Hustle) So what if people don't believe in you It's not their job to believe in you Fuck outta here
Chrous (Kill) 2x
Break 3 (Kill) I been doin' this shit for ten years From the day I turned twenty Now my hair's falling out, and I got wrinkles in my face And all my clothes stick and barely fit But I woke up this morning, and barrowed a car to drive to New York City Because I got friends and relatives droppin' dead every spring and fall And I know one day I'm gonna be takin' the same trip And if I didn't leave you something to remember me by I woulda just gone away like so many leaves down the river But I didn't!