Ye Mode - Stalley

Truly I’m who they wanna be

So great should be in 23

Or 824

'64 jumping down the midwest roads

Yeah rest in peace Cole (We miss you man)

Got my hand on the neck and I ain’t letting go

It’s that black momma mentality

Flatlining fatality, niggas ain’t gonna rattle me

Two type of different snake mentalities

Got me on my hustle like I’m Master P

Paint the picture like a masterpiece

Then put the rings on fingers like I’m Mr. T

A Team shit

Niggas say I’m up but they ain’t seen shit

The way I talk this money yeah I may seem rich

But I put in overtime just to talk my shit

Hard work, smart grind

Get it out the mud just to shine

Win some, lose some

Bet you get it back everytime

That’s just the way of the hustle

Niggas ain’t gonna love you 'til they hate you enough to

Was told to keep my name in their mouth so they discuss you

And niggas ain’t gonna love you out loud so they mumble

Maybe I’ll get my love with a headstone

Cause niggas seem to love you when you’re dead and gone

Feet and hands set in stone

For all the pavement I built on

And the construction is up

These niggas wanna party, well the function is us

Yeah I been on the lowest, time to turn shit up

I don’t force it, I’m an arson

Yeah I burn shit up

And I don’t beg for a check or respect

I’m from the school where you follow rules or they’re coming for your neck

And everything higher ground way above the neck

If you talk shit online then we’ll see you off the net

And we don’t threat, we set appointments

These scars and bruises don’t need ointments

We been fighting our whole lives anointed

So when we say it’s God in us, we appointed

Hard work, smart grind

Get it out the mud just to shine

Win some, lose some

Bet you get it back everytime

That’s just the way of the hustle

Niggas ain’t gonna love you 'til they hate you enough to

Was told to keep my name in their mouth so they discuss you

And niggas ain’t gonna love you out loud so they mumble