Hustle (feat. Turf Talk & R. City)

I I live and sleep on these streets

Cause I have got to get mine

My fam, see we gotta eat

So when people ask me why

Why

Don't ever I slow down

Oh I just simply reply

I don't really know how

So I

Hustle

Hustle

Hustle

I'ma hustler believe me

You know I Hustle

Hustle

Hustle

and this ain't easy

So I Hustle

Hustle

HustleI'ma hustler believe me

You know I Hustle

Hustle

Hustle

and this ain't easy

Money and muscle

I gotta black belt in hustling

I'm doing my thing

Chain around my neck look like a playground swing

Unit mover

Pockets fat like Raspushia

Ask your chick

I got oil on my tongue

Pimp I talk real slick

Where the real ones go?

They don't make them like me no more.

Hustler

I'ma whole 'nother animal

I'ma whole 'nother animal

I'ma whole 'nother beast

Never switch up, I come from the streets

Papered up like a fax,

I'm rare like white running backs

I'm getting my gouda

I'ma be the first hustler that set up shop on Jupiter

Let me introduce myself homeboy

Any MC I will destroy

West, west, west coast boy

Speakers in the trunk keep making noise

I'm so fly

I that guy

28 inches sitting high

I'm a star

What you thought

Everywhere I go

They snap shots

Everywhere I go they know turf

Medallions jiggling off my shirt

See no skeep falling off my jeans

Benjamin frank

George Washington

Gotta keep pushing, pushing weight

Fillet Mignon steak on my plate

Staring in my rear view cant slow down

If getting money is wrong

Arrest me now

They ask me what your doing bruh

I say that I hustle everyday

My men's don't sleep, we always up

Cause we cant live off minimum wage

Middle finger right to the other side

I know that I just want to get paid

When you hear this one go ahead and turn it up

From virgin islands out to the bay