Evil Hustle God (melo)

Verse 1

Block

Hot grease

Flipping sixty ounces

Cook it

Lock the kitchen door

Nigga

Feds on the corner

Creeping

Watching all my windows

Moving

Heavy packs of glass

Plastic

Tucked inside the fender

Tires spinning

Burning rubber

Stinking up the alleyway

Nigga

I got hitters

I got killers

I got dealers

On the payroll

Doing whatever I say

Thousand dollar denim

Stiff

Bleeding through the pockets

Profit

Falling on the floor

Sloppy

Money counters humming

Work it

Need another bale

Drop it

Off at the motel

Nigga

Smurf the Evil Hustle God

Walking

Talk is cheap as dirt

Weight

Shift it on the scale

Scale it

Ship it on the trail

Trail it

Watch it disappear

Gone

Verse 2

Strap

Nigga

Keep it on the seat

Empty

Bottles in the sink

Dirty

Dishes in the lab

Lab

Mixing up the medicine

Blowing

Holes inside the wall

Stained

Blood up on the carpet

Mop it

Clean the evidence

Run

Nigga

Run from the sirens

Blue

Red

Blue

Flashing in the rearview

Gears

Grinding on the road

Engine

Screaming like a ghost

Fast

Life

Fast

Death

I don't fear the reaper

Scythe

Swinging at my neck

Nigga

Cut the check and leave

Gone

Gone

Gone

Everything is gone

Hustle

Kill

Repeat

Life is just a circle

Flat

Lines on the monitor

Beep

Beep

Beep

Silence in the room

Dead

Nigga

Dead in the street

Weight

Still moving on the block

Hustle

Never

Stops

Outro

Nigga

Smurf

Purpdogg

Weight

Weight

Weight

Moving

Weight

Nigga

Gone