[Chorus: J Hus]
The hustle is still in my genes
When I fell asleep, I was still in my jeans
Then I had a one gyal licking me clean
She wan' eat man like Idi Amin
What do you mean? I come for the cream
I made some mistakes that I gotta redeem
You put me in position that I don't wanna be in
We all make mistakes, I'm a human being
North Korean, Kim Jong-un when I spray the machine
You're on the other side if you ain't on my team
[Verse 1: Skepta]
You get blacklisted if you hate on my team
Fam, I say what I mean, I keep my demons close
Late night, I speak to the ghost
Get high, fell asleep in my clothes
Animal instinct, sex, money, murder, I fear nobody
Keep suttin' on me, 'cause I'm better safe than sorry
I'm a top boy like Sully with a six figure hobby
You're still on the road, better be getting that belly
Kicking off doors, better give it some welly
I came in the game, ran it like an athlete
Got a big money scheme, all my bruddas had to eat
Thought I was a scrub, sitting in the backseat
I was counting my money, making sure it's complete
They can't compete, there ain't no competition
I take what I want, you get what you were given
They calling me a rapper, man, I think I'm a magician
I didn't wanna kill 'em, but these niggas never listen
The hustle is still in my genes
When I fell asleep, I was still in my jeans
Then I had a one gyal licking me clean
She wan' eat man like Idi Amin
What do you mean? I come for the cream
I made some mistakes that I gotta redeem
You put me in position that I don't wanna be in
We all make mistakes, I'm a human being
North Korean, Kim Jong-un when I spray the machine
You're on the other side if you ain't on my team
[Verse 1: Skepta]
You get blacklisted if you hate on my team
Fam, I say what I mean, I keep my demons close
Late night, I speak to the ghost
Get high, fell asleep in my clothes
Animal instinct, sex, money, murder, I fear nobody
Keep suttin' on me, 'cause I'm better safe than sorry
I'm a top boy like Sully with a six figure hobby
You're still on the road, better be getting that belly
Kicking off doors, better give it some welly
I came in the game, ran it like an athlete
Got a big money scheme, all my bruddas had to eat
Thought I was a scrub, sitting in the backseat
I was counting my money, making sure it's complete
They can't compete, there ain't no competition
I take what I want, you get what you were given
They calling me a rapper, man, I think I'm a magician
I didn't wanna kill 'em, but these niggas never listen
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