I ain't never been a snake, a bitch, or nigga a police, the cops, the feds, no that in me nigga I've been known to keep thang, I'm talkin' semi nigga, I ain't playin' wit cha Take this shit sacred like a Indi nigga. What you that red dot for? Praise due this my ghetto gospel When I speak, it's just God spoke I walk a path only I know. Ain't no death around that It's death all on that corner, selling crack, heroin, and And they say "I my people" recall holding it to you or force feedin' But this just to my peoples Look, but you won't no equal! This just a Get this money, I'mma you I ain't gotta sell you hope, lies, or you For real, I you If I didn't, I'd be you You feel me
(Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle) See we hustle, stack, and lay low (I just got hustle in me) That's until I this payload I'm ballin', sellin' It be gone a day old You what you pay for Buy in bulk and sell it way I do every day though Burning up the You I hustle, stack, and lay low
They say I life It ain't safe around my way, you tread light You know I'm right wanna fuck I, just wanna see what her head like Then back to trying to get bread right This the anthem for niggas livin' that fed Get an example made out you, cash in Met-life just for snoopin' thru my shit You know I chase this money every day, to get it Paper from countin' every day, bitch get wit' it I've been on my grind like way, you can fathom I been in streets like Elway Quarterbackin'! I'm a certified hustler, grindin', stackin' ends up Fuck how you started, my nigga, how you end up All I know is paper, it take it for you to up Get this money, Nigga you ain't gotta me twice
(Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle) You I hustle, stack, and lay low (I just got hustle in me) That's I catch this payload I'm ballin', ya-yo It be gone a day old You triple you pay for Buy in and sell it way more I do every day though Burning up interstate You I hustle, stack, and lay low