Yeah! It's Hussle in the house This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music Guns money and bitches that's the way that we do it First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on We come through daytime with the lights on Now hit the fast

If I had the chance to make one wish Every single moment would be like this Laying here baby, just me and you Yeah, and every day would be Sunday afternoon I swear it feels just like The clocks slow down for a while And the air tastes sweeter And

You're scared I just wanna love that, I just wanna love that Scared of what it feels like to miss you Scared of what it feels like not to kiss you Scared of what it feels like to be alone, yeah Baby I can't live without you I'm slowly dying Forgive me

But it's alright, yeah it's alright, said it's alright Your heart has never been broken Your pride has never been stolen Not yet, not yet, one of these days I'll bet, I'll bet, I'll bet, I'll bet One of these days Easy for you to say I bet your heart 'll

You're gonna find that the future Sure beats the hell outta the past Now he ain't no good I guess he's good as gone The day you stop lookin' back, girl yeah Is the day you start movin' on Stop starin' at the rear view You ain't checkin' your hair There

You never took the time to know me, yeah 'Cause you never took the time to know me You never took the time to understand (oh, yeah) Because of you now I'm just a lonely man A moment ago it seemed It was yesterday You were here with me And everything

Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much Never enough One day, felt it let go of me Never, never, never enough One other year, a hundred flags flying in a field One thing's for certain, oh A year like this passes so strangely Somewhere between

Yeah, you're a natural You gotta be so cold A beating heart of stone To make it in this world Living your life cutthroat That's the price you pay Leave behind your heartache, cast away Just another product of today

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Yeah we all, yeah we all got a reason to drink 'Cause somebody somewhere's gettin' married today And somebody's home team, they just won state And some old boy's girl just left him If that's you, raise your hand, I got your next one Some of y'all just