Artist: Maino f/ 911 Kev Album: K.O.B. (King of Brooklyn) Mixtape Song: Great Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus x2] 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) [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus x2] 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) [Verse 3] 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 [Chorus x2] 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