Right or Wrong
It don't matter if it's right or wrong
I'ma get my hustle on
You acting like it's something wrong
I'm just tryin put my peoples on
Gotta get off that to each his own
I'm from the era of medicine bottles are pure
El caminos, leather bombers with furs
Uncle drinking (gallus?) or coors
People knocking at your door for sugar
My play clothes was corduroy jeans
Patches on the knees kangaroos and (opie?)
A young child with a vision of better living
This life
Hoping I never had to end up in prison
Cause in the hoods everybody's guilty
Just by association
They way the poles be posted
Waiting more like close to hating
But I was taught never fit the description
Never tell your business
And when it's beef pop extended clips in
Moving intuitive
Cause the first street lesson
Usually is watch who you get into it with
Cruising at 10
Bulletproof fueling the engine
Now choose a side you
Either hoeing or pimping
And that's a big difference know the position
Either you Indian or Chief at the
Podium with soldiers to listen but yo
It don't matter if it's right or wrong
I'ma get my hustle on
You acting like it's something wrong
I'm just tryin put my peoples on
Gotta get off that to each his own
Park shootouts, dice games, and beat boxing
Hundred dollar double ups it
Was the street option
Barber shop talk, ya forced to listen
Grown folks arguing, that's how you got your
Latest sport statistics
Candy houses on every block
Hydraulic pickups
Liftin it up with heavy knock
Had niggas yellin stick up
When rappin was an art
I had a flattop with a part
But now I rock a kundalini spiral to the top
Fourteen years the same crew, stay true
No need to name a few
Just know we payed dues and came anew
Straight out the golden age
Real talk before the paper started folding
Hustling's the only culture that
We still upholding
Who would of thought i'd be bubbling next
Bubbling checks
I got you staring at my character be double X
What you been witnessing is histories making
But before I finish the song
There's something you should know
It don't matter if it's right or wrong
I'ma get my hustle on
You acting like it's something wrong
I'm just tryin put my peoples on
Gotta get off that to each his own
As the world keeps turning
Dollars we keep burning
Product and politics high checks
Keep it going i was born to hustle
All my life I was taught, work hard at it
We was born to struggle
Its been a long time coming
But i'm finally here
This how we do it round this time of the year
Moving up from thousandnaires
My version of the streets to blunted fans
I write to inspire one hundred mans
So check it
Sean Don nights, city life, finicky fights
Bag session
Broke niggas rock the dingiest Nikes
Was known since the first gang was formed
So through every block I get a pass
Even when my chains is on
My path is blessed like multiple choice
Feeling the bubbles like
Driving the vehicle to pass the test
In the flesh of a vessel
Street credibility is unquestionable
And i'm here to let you know
It don't matter if it's right or wrong
I'ma get my hustle on
You acting like it's something wrong
I'm just tryin put my peoples on
Gotta get off that to each his own