Sons Of Kemet, Kojey Radical — Hustle

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I’ve been doing mileage with my phone on silent
Hear no, see no, felt the violence
God got my blessings on auto pilot
Why ain’t no one tell me peace of mind was pricey?
I could dance with the devil but that’s unlikely
Might go broke but that’s unlike me
I was born from the mud with the hustle inside me
Born from the mud with the hustle inside me

Feeding my soul
I go make nothing something
Show you my lows
I don’t feeling nothing, nothing
We’re all here for show
Now watch mе go show you something
Feeding my soul
I go make nothing something

Born from thе mud with the hustle inside me
Born from the mud with the hustle inside me
Born from the mud with the hustle inside me
Born from the mud with the hustle inside me
Born from the mud with the hustle inside me
Born from the mud with the hustle inside me
Born from the mud with the hustle inside me

You could test my spirit, just not today
I got demons on my back and a lot on my plate
Someone tell ’em back back, I got something to say
First they love you, then they hate you, then it’s part of the game
They cannot — I ain’t nothing to play with
Took my niggas off the block, pulled my negus off slave ships
You can test my spirit, but don’t test my patience
I only fear god and you can meet thy maker
I’ve been

Feeding my soul
I go make nothing something
Show you my lows
I don’t feel nothing, nothing
We’re all here for show
Now watch me go show you something
We’re all here for show
Now watch me go