See the Milq from My Chevy - Stalley

A hustler told me you only hustle when you need to

And make sure you feed the streets, please don’t let them feed you

And don’t listen to them snakes, they’ll tell you anything to lead you right

In their garden so they could squeeze you

With the most venomous approach and they’ll hang you with them ropes

They be acting like they clean but they be mingling with dopes

Just some addicts in disguise and you can see it in they eyes

And they come across so real in they lies

Some of my closest partners geeked out

Trapped on the southeast side and they ain’t getting out

Either you a hustler or a customer some ain’t built for the game so they be

(codeine and pilled out)

Trying to get rid of the pain and honestly I had some feelings the same

Just I faced up a little, different pace up a little distance away from the

trap but I keep it trill with my folks and I always come back

Lesson learned know that

My raps tell a lot about where I been, where I came from, what I been doing,

where I’m going to

My reflection through this father glass booth is the essence of a root that

came from the soil to produce

Much life to the hopeless I stayed honest so they not misinformed and I always

paid homage so they listen to him

Knowing there’s never been one so powerful to speak for them

And now I’m here on this platform, Imma rap for them like pimps back home with

curls and platforms

But it’s escaped cons and long beard and I still got the drop top with the

diamond in the rear

No fear homie this is it, no shortstops I’m swinging for the fences all or

nothing no bunting

Cause if I go I’m going out on some epic ish

(Cause if I go I’m going out on some epic ish)