That's The Way Songtext / Lyric

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas



This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain






Come, follow me now

Back in the day we still was thuggin'

Nothin' changed, always into somethin'

Whatever you name



A young thug with my niggas, it's one love

Little bad ass niggas sneaky

A calm collected slickster

I might not have been on the scene



But you could believe I was in the picture

In the mixture selling llello

Scrapping, car jackin', gun packin'

I'm lacking everything, you can't imagine so I'm praying



Rapping can get me up out this jam

Damn, just gimme a chance

I'll keep 'em dancin', dancin', all night, all night

But times got harder and harder



My dreams got further and further away

And nigga, I chased them but couldn't catch them to save my life

So now I'm thugging on this corner

I gotta increase my financial status



I chance it fucking with these rollers when they roll up

Yeah, don't wanna be locked in no cell

But I also can't take strippin's and be broke with no mail

Oh yes, it's hell, and they say that gets easier

But to me it only got deeper and deeper



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain



Just turned eighteen and caught my first case

Incarcerated, caught with a twelve guage

Trying to come up with some money and made a stupid-ass mistake

Could have been my niggas fate, fucking with shotguns



We out to rob some niggas I'm drunk, I'm pumped

I made a mistake and popped him, now he bleeding

I see blood, damn, get to the doctor, nigga don't rest in peace

Doctor's took him to emergency, coppers came and arrested me



Not knowing if my nigga had made it alive and was well

I tossed and turned in my cell knowing he's sweatin' like hell

Praise to the Lord and I hope you hear me

And I hope you feel me



I ain't mean to, really, really, I ain't mean it, I know you seen it

I finally spoke to my nigga, he lifted up and recovered

And pressed no charges

Wait the state done picked it up and I gotta trial in a month



Fuck! And the judge ain't trying to give me no love

'Cause it was my first offense

But he just thinkin' he lockin' up a thug

So now I'm cuffed up on the bus and ridin' down 71, ain't no fun



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain



Now I'm locked inside this prison system

Biddin' and count days left before my sentence

Now I can say that I've been here

But I sure ain't gonna come back here, uh, uh



The day they release me, I'm going home

I can cope but I can't adjust

These fucking steel doors drivin' me nuts

My last month and I'm ready to move out



I'm sure, stay on the low, I listen to thug stories

And be trippin' on niggas love stories

I'm finna get out of this motherfucker

Heard them call out my name



Two fifty, two, two fifty, pack up your shit, it's your day

Jumped out my bunk, gave all my shit to my niggas

In fact, I left everything that I had back in jail but my raps

I'm on the streets now, scene unchanged



Niggas still the same

I ain't fuckin' with you bustas 'cause I'm tryin' to make a change

I got with the real dogs and we was schemin' on the mill' ya'll

So we had to chill on ya'll



Get out of Cleveland if we plan to achieve it

So we plannin' it with Eazy on Greyhound and now we're leavin'



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain



That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain

That's the way that we hustle

'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain