Ayy
Yeah

Thinking 'bout Hussle, everyday I miss him
That therapy is cool, but it will not fix him
Raised Catholic, learned to embrace opposition
I couldn't dare leave the fam without a pot to piss in
All that slick hating I turned to motivation
Room in the private suite, I got two friends waiting
Never skip a payment, vodka rock the fragrance
I couldn't buy a house in Georgia man them people racist
I love Atlanta though, Been through Orlando
South Carolina, Bojangles, get it to go
I'm 50 a show, [?] low
Cop took me to county when he found the pole
10 bands later, the DA let it go
I'm sitting in a cell like what if I was broke
12 hours later I was riding dubs
Tell Eric Garcetti I did it with love

I did it with love

I did it with love

I'm not superstitious, all my co-defendants
Down to fuck over whoever go against us
All I know is get it, women photogenic
Monolithic in depth, I got a good feeling
I'm just doing God's work, watching Nas work
Still got love for the game, I'm a student first
Maybe I'll get married shit and break the curse
Have you ever had to sign a hundred shirts?
I really don't be tryna charge for a verse
I do this shit so easy, sometime it hurt
I could make a fortune with your lunch money
You just gotta tell me what you want from me
The big homie [?] built the low low truck
'57 Bel-Air so you know what's up
Isaiah like Mustard if I do recall
I'll be drinking Rosé 'on the day I fall
With all my family pictures all over the hall
Some ganja in the air, playing Peter Tosh
I Uber Eats Hungry Joe's for the jerk
I hope this statement follow me to the dirt

From the Westside with love
Yo
With love, with love