Get on yo' knees nigga   Get on yo' knees and pray      Huh, increase the doses, bustin' whoever closest   Thug livin', Hell or prison, never losin' my focus   I'm makin' money moves mandatory   In a discussion my past records tell a story   Picture niggaz we rushin' and still bustin'   Till the cops come runnin', duck in abandoned buildings   Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin' villain   I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit list   So I laugh till I cry, when the law come get me   No baby momma drama, nigga miss me, why plant seeds   In a dirty bitch, waitin' to trick me, not the life for me   Livin' carefree, till I'm buried and if they dare me      I'm bustin' on niggaz until they scurry, I'm clearly   A man of military means in my artillery   Watchin' over me through every murder scene   From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die   Sellin' dope to all the fiends, at times I wanna cry   And still, we try to change the past, in vain   Never knowin' if this game'll last, feelin' ashamed   Of cocaine, the product of the Devil, am I sellin' my soul?   Got tired of small time livin', niggaz tellin' me no   I got mine, fuck them other suckers that's the mentality   Jealous-ass bustaz, make it Hell for us      Lord, help me change my ways   Show a little mercy on Judgment day   It ain't me, I was raised this way   I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler   Lord, help me change my ways   Show a little mercy on Judgment day   It ain't me, I was raised this way   I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler      Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious   Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the sickness   If I fail, then I suffer, bein' broke is hell 4 a hustler   So I stay strugglin' and jugglin' with all the might I can muster   Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in   One's five's and ten's was funny money   So I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo'   Real nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough   What you thought? All for lost homies in plenty battles   Last two years shed plenty tears and I'll send plenty at you   Let me catch you slippin' you soft niggaz is outta here   In case you forgot we on the same shit that got us here      Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make   Every jail I break, every mill' I ate   Head to head, whoever hustle hardest   On the block duckin' charges, nigga fuck the sergeant   He got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of coke   Listen tho' I'm missin' dough I gotta gather mo'   Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words   For all my young thugs in jail in Jerz   They made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son   Dyin' luck none supply us with much guns   I buck one, just to let you know that I can touch ya   Slangin' cracks or raps, still hell 4 a hustler      Lord, help me change my ways   Show a little mercy on Judgment day   It ain't me, I was raised this way   I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler   Lord, help me change my ways   Show a little mercy on Judgment day   It ain't me, I was raised this way   I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler      No insanity plea for me, I ride the beef till I burn   Sensimilla bar your kids from the lessons I learned   And in turn I'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social   Niggaz shakin' like they caught the holy ghost when I approach 'em   Try to politic, before I smoke 'em, like Sun Zu   Niggaz do unto these snitches, before it's done to you   And if the cops come arrest me in the evening   Best believe they comin' for my dogs in the mornin'      And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug   Tell me will my niggaz mourn me? Gettin' blowed out   High, watch me murder the bird, before he testify   Strikes, walkin' close to my third, I live a trouble life   And if you dream be a part of my team   From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiends   Keep yo' eyes on the prize, nigga watch for bustaz   Either Heaven or jail, it's still Hell 4 a hustler      Lord, help me change my ways   Show a little mercy on Judgment day   It ain't me, I was raised this way   I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler   Lord, help me change my ways   Show a little mercy on Judgment day   It ain't me, I was raised this way   I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler      This is how we ride not knowin' if we'll live or die   Catch me rollin' with my motherfuckin' guns on the side   In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild till they all die   This is how we ride not knowin' if we'll live or die   Catch me rollin' with my motherfuckin' guns on the side   In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild until they all die, outlaw   Yes, change my ways yes, the Black Jesuz guide us through this   Weary weary weary weary only God can save us   Nuttin' but boss players Outlawz and thugs