Songtext Heart of a hustler Z-Ro

Heart of a hustler

Heart of a hustler, mind of a G (Oh yeah)
So much hate, that's why I stayed One Deep (Oh)
Ain't no love in these streets (I swear), a real G's gotta eat (We gotta eat)
They'll take your life in these streets, you better run with your heat (Oh yeah, this shit from my heart)

They've been assassinatin' my character, but I don't bark (Bark)
Looked them haters in they face and I smiled hard (I swear)
One Deep, a solo act, no holdin' back (Never)
It's a hundred, they payin' homage, they owe m? that (Yeah)
I gotta ride to provide, I don't g?t tired (Tired)
Heart of a hustler, made millions with that Zip drive (Drive)
I got the mind of a G, so they scared of me (Me)
I'm tryna eat, they hatin', I need therapy (On God)
I gave my life to the game and, yes, I paid for it (Ooh)
It didn't matter 'cause God knew I was made for it (Yeah)
When they was killin' my name, I just stayed solid (Solid)
One Deep, the captain don't need a copilot (The captain)
Yet the hate vicious (Vicious), I'm a livin' witness (Witness)
Ain't no love in the street, I'm standin' on business (I swear)
It's the don, bitch (Bitch), yes, I been rich (Rich)
Heart of a hustler on these niggas and I didn't switch

Heart of a hustler, mind of a G (Yeah, oh yeah, the best to ever do it, nigga)
So much hate, that's why I stayed One Deep (Vandross, Don King, oh)
Ain't no love in these streets, a real G's gotta eat
They'll take your life in these streets, you better run with your heat (Oh yeah)

Vandross, I'm just tryna purchase another estate (Another estate)
I remember when I was tryna purchase another wing dinner
I have a ride, they like, "My brother, you're late"
I'm like, "I know, but I'm comin' from a place where they never bring dinner" (Welcome to success, though)
Niggas was lookin' like zombies, I had to serve 'em, though (What?)
Today the coffee table gotta match the curtains, though (What?)
Was riskin' twenty-five to life, but was it worth it, though?
If you ain't workin' now, then I'll work later, it ain't workin', bro
You know what I had to do to bring you a Birkin, ho?
That's why I be high as fuck on that, "Come in, this is Earth to Ro" (Ayy)
It was get rich or die tryin', I was the first to go (Ayy)
Stay-in-the-same-place-ass niggas act like it hurt to grow (Oh)
Not a relationship, the bag is all I'm searchin' for (Oh)
Holy, but I'm greedy as fuck, I'm just like the church for sure (Amen, brother)
Doin' the shit I be doin', I'll see the hearse for sure
But if they payin', bitch, that's work for Ro (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woo)
Heart of a hustler

Why? Why?
Why is all this shit I'm facin'?
Why? Why?
Why they do me this way?
Why? Why?
Why is all this shit I'm facin'?
Why? Why?
I hate livin' this way

Heart of a hustler, mind of a G
Player-hatin' niggas, can't fuck with me
Heart of a hustler, mind of a G
Player-hatin' niggas, can't fuck with me