Why They Hustlin’

[Verse 1 (Ghost Payne)]

I was birthed to spit truth from tooth
Hell of a nigga, but no roots
M.J. man in the mirror, who are you
I pose deep questions like great minds tend to do
Whole time man I'm still a trapping ass fool
Born into section 8 but I was meant to rule
I'm not a tyrant, true meaning of what justice do
Why should I be locked from making moves to feed my family food
Addict like dad, don't sniff, digest molly like food
Picking up weight, ay, I'll be up out of state soon
E.B. to a sixty-two working them two rooms
Now I whip nigga, like a saloon
Balloons baffoons, I am is one of the most powerful tools
Ill, kill, word to Nastradamical
Watch my economy go astronomical
I hustle hard to give my moms a better view

[Chorus 2x (Ghost Payne)]

Can you tell me why we hustling
I'ma tell you why we hustling
Tell me why these kids be hustling
Hustling, hustling, hustling, hustling

[Verse 2 (Lord Gary)]

Now he just lost his job and there's no food in his apartment
His son and daughter's crying, they're starving
It bothers him to the point that as a man he must do something
Like devising a plan 'cause he'd be damned if he sits and does nothing
His mother, sister, and cousin, they're nowhere to be found
Out of town as he walks up to the window and looks down
And see's dark skin Rob, you know, the cousin of Jermaine
From Brooklyn that BIG told you about, the one who got slain
So he goes to ask Rob how he can get in the game
From then on he became a pusher of weed and crack cocaine
The money came in lump sums but so did the hate
Fuck the hate, now there was food on the plate, the kids ate
That's all that matters right but what about the rent and the bills
And the thoughts of getting put out on the streets gave him chills
He's addicted to the fast life now he can't stop
Don't just ask me why without asking why not

[Chorus] End