Great - Maino, 911 Kev

Uhh, I got rich off of killa talk

Woa, free my homies, let my killas walk

60 grand on my weaker arm

Chill on Gates Ave with my Adidas on

Case you gotta love a nigga for surviving

Visions of my mama in her bedroom cryin

Man that’s not yo brother if ya get divided

How you sleep at night after testifying?

I’m just getting money, I’m not chasing fame

Tattoos on my body just to hide the pain

Hard to find a spot where I can place the blame

Strippers illin at me, wantin me to make it rain

Dollar bills, throwin all my dollar bills

Niggas ridin for me, maybe this how power feels

Caught up in a moment, tryna reach forever

The niggas in the streets say I’m the realest ever

I’m great, I’m a G, ask God (yea sir)

Hustle hard, gold niggas hustle hard (hustle hard)

Dollar bills, dollar dollar dollar bills

When you playin with these corners this exactly how you feel (that's how ya

feel)

Ahh, product of them corners and that crack era

Yea, my superheroes, they was 5 percenters

Born original, my idols they was criminals

Shout out to Dolph, showed me my first pistol 2

Started with a dream and some ready rock

On the strip yelling nigga I got better tops

Now I’m staring at the top of my cathedral ceiling

So many hoes dead and gone, I can’t beat the feeling

Maybe I should put it all in God’s hands

How do babies end up dead, guess it’s God’s plan

Club closing but I’m chillin, I’m a sit here drunk

Shawty pullin on me, nah and I’m just feelin numb

Yeah, 300 M’s in my vision lately

Yea, early 90's I’m a kitchen baby

All I ever wanted was a chance to make it

So I can’t help but act a fool and celebrate it

I’m great, I’m a G, ask God (yea sir)

Hustle hard, gold niggas hustle hard (hustle hard)

Dollar bills, dollar dollar dollar bills

When you playin with these corners this exactly how you feel (that's how ya

feel)

They say I got the presence of a drug lord

They can tell that I’ve been in a couple drug wars

And maybe that’s the reason why my right is wrong

The reason why I lost my woman to these fuckin hearts

Caught up in the moment, losing track of time

Hopin out them foreigns, watch them lose they mind

Everything, came to conquer everything

Gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything

I’m great, I’m a G, ask God (yea sir)

Hustle hard, gold niggas hustle hard (hustle hard)

Dollar bills, dollar dollar dollar bills

When you playin with these corners this exactly how you feel (that's how ya

feel)

Yea

Hustle hard

Yea

That’s how you feel

Yea