100 Hussles
NML Byrd
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And the hustler of the year one goes Too (hundred, hunnid, hunnid,) BYRD! (NML Mafia Shit) I got a hunnid hustles, hunnid hustles, hunnid hustles I say I've got a hunnid hustles, hunnid hustles, hunnid hustles I say I've got a hunnid hustles, hunnid hustles, hunnid hustles I say I've got a hunnid hustle, hunnid hustle, hunnid hustle Yeah, let me show you a hunnid ways to get paid Yeah, I sell tea I'm getting money every day I learned four ricks, and I'm eating off the tray I got my own label All the papers say my name The weed gang popping off, so I'm about to top it off Been to make some money off these woods that I'm fucking rolling Started selling lashes, creating fake asses I might start filling up urns with some ashes Might flip tickets that I got on Ticketmaster People paying tithes, I might turn it to a pastor Couple years ago, they thought I was just a rapper I rapped for a passion The money came after the yo I'm behind the board, or I'm in the booth Who is you Shake your hand, think I might go to nail school Pay my dues, buy a truck, and go to CDL school Pay my dues Already been to hell and back doing it I gotta hunt it, hustle it, run it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it I say I gotta hunt it, hustle it, hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it I say I gotta hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Run it I say I gotta hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Hey, look, fake friends want a change up Love a nigga when I'm paid up Pull up on you with the thang tucked I don't argue, that's lame, bruh F*ck with me, bitch, you a lie Beef with me, that's suicide Call me out, I won't reply No soul, see it in my eyes Heart broke, had to bounce back Start slow, then I'm hitting that Cross me, I don't talk back Lost me, you gon' walk back Young boss, that's old facts Hit the box, yeah, old snack Two cents get your body back Keep the change, I don't need that Stress, stress, stress, stress, stress Bird don't got no stress Call your people, tell them I'm next Don't reply, I don't read text Voicemail, bitch, leave a message Self-made, bitch, I'm a blessing Cold game, no second guessing Bring the pressure, better find the exit Who the hottest bird What's the question Lose your life if you ever try to test me Cold case, couldn't find confession Down bad, had to change direction I don't trust you, you or you Red dot aiming at your crew Strapped up, aiming at your boo Clapped up, bullets coming through I gotta hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it I say I gotta hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it I say I gotta hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it I say I gotta hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it Hunt it, hustle it I say I gotta hunt it, hustle it
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