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CASSIDY lyrics : "Diary of a Hustler Lyrics (Meek Mill Diss)"

Diary o a hustler, yeah
Don't believe this ^!$$% hustling, this ^!$$% bluffing
Look him in his eyes, the only time he cooking pies is in the kitchen oven

He a born liar, I'm on fire like the piff I'm puffin'
I'm high, so I'm about to blow, volcanic eruption
This new fix so it's fake $$# better break fast

Because this fool ain't like an Egg Mc'Muffin
He ain't the only ^!$$% f*ckin' that %#@! he coughing
this hommie d*ck ain't the only d*ck she's sucking

I shrieked his wife, but I take it life,
Cause she could barely take the pipe,
She told me I need a d*ck reduction

I'm so official, I let her blow the whistle
Then send her home to you so she can kiss you
That %#@! disgusting

^!$$%s friending like they street pimping
I take women to the telly and get them jumping like they Blake Griffin
I'm on point like Chris Paul, when she taste the ace on that crystal, she cut like a jigsaw

The kid ball so you mad as $#&@
But I let the air blow at your afro, give you a Cassie cut
I'm tired of rap ^!$$%s acting though

Yup, I'm rapping, I've been acting up since I came out of my daddy's nuts
I'm on my grain, I do not sleep
Too much adrenaline, my heart pump insulin, (*##$ I'm not sweet

But you a sweety, you got diabetes
So you easily coulda' died, you're sugar high
I rap a verse if that don't work, I'ma cook a pie

Or try to make a dollar bill selling Miley pills
Even though I know that somebody will probably squeal
I'ma sill push weight like a ^!$$% that body-builds

And everybody's real, but they say they trigga' blow
But I taught them ^!$$%s snow high
How I catch them the body fill

If a prick say that he don't snitch, he probably will
Snitching on my click will probably get somebody killed
For real

I'm placing a damn order
The next state I solve gonna cross the state border
You ain't seen the %#@! that I seen

It's a big difference between getting a man slaughtered and manslaughter
And you don't want them goons kidnapping your damn daughter
Tying your damn son up, if the money don't come up

I'm trying to come up, so I'm running around
from when the sun goes down till the f*cking sun come up
That Miley Cris who's f*cking my damn song up

And the dutch that I'm puffin, f*cking my damn lung up
But don't compare me to these damn young bucks that ain't done much
After we lock $$#, I what they pop as

I'm your old head, you better show respect to me
Definitely for I give you !@#( a hysterectomy
Hey, yo, none of these rap ^!$$%s can mess with me

Them ^!$$%s is my sons, I'm about to get a vasectomy
Punchlines is my specialty,
Eversince I learned my ABCs, MCs couldn't f with me

I'll pop your $$#, but I don't mean sexually,
Cause my trigger finger itching like it got an STD
All my lyrics is dumb,

You ^!$$%s #~!!@, I put a hole in you, make your period come
I still part %#@!, say a lot of hot %#@!
I got hits, I just ain't poppin cause I ain't got sweets

%#@!, I chop bricks, I can't give you stock tips
But I can show you how to cut keys like a locksmith
Pot whip and go to the block with rock bagged up

Make the junkies grab up to make your money add up
Y'all I wouldn't say I have bad luck,
But bad things could happen to good dudes doing bad stuff

But I never been shot or got stabbed up
And even when I ain't had much I was still swagged up
But you can't judge a book by its cover

That's why I put together the diary of a hustler
you can't, you can't judge a book by its cover
That's why I ṗut together the diary of a hustler

I've been in this game for years
But I'm feeling better than ever
I'm in a whole-never bag right now

I'm real @@#!y with my %#@!
Cause I know ^!$$%s ain't $#&@ing with me
I'll produce this track and I just tore that f*ck apart
Y'all ^!$$%s better show me the respect I deserve
Or I smack the %#@! out of one of you ^!$$%s man

You already know what I'm rapping,
Lawcity family is in the building
Philly pistol venge is in the building
Shout out to my ^!$$% Bishop
Shout out to my ^!$$% Chubby Swag Jack

Shout out to my ^!$$% Eeyore Ap
And Shout out to all the real goons in the street that got respect for a ^!$$% like me
The diary of a hustler

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