Get It How You Live

Double S, never less baby

Twista and Scott Storch in a dropped Porsche

That new shit, check it out

My neck on bling, cris on chill

Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill

When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live

And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel

My fingers on frost, ears on froze

Hanging at the club while hoes slide down the pole

Rolling with the Gs and the Foes and the Souls

With two bitches on my arms, sporting thousand dollar clothes

Looking kind of stunning, so the cameras on flick

Ain't no motherfuckers out here that can do it like this

On top of my game, and when a hater's all fall

Imma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul Wall

Shake it for me bitch, let me see you get loose

Let me see you sipping on some shit that's 80 proof

Let me see if Imma let you get up in the 'lac

Bend over so I can see how Imma hit it from the back

I hustle wit the rhymes, but I'm better wit the keys

And I'm clubbin' wit the pees, I get cheddar wit the fees

I'm always on the hustle, so don't ask why I succeed

I got flows, I got dro, I got whatever u need