Hustled for It

Yea I hustle for it Yea I hustle for it With some bands in my sweat pants You hatters out here hating on the next man Yea I hustle for it Yea I hustle for it With some bands in my sweat pants You hatters out here hating on the next man I swaging I’m sharpe as a dagger my hitta (My hitta) My bitches be badder than children You feel me my pistol right here on my lap You pussy can’t hear you you whispering bih Im steering the wheel on leather (On leather) I’m steering towards a million (A million) Let’s get it I’m getting this cheddar I’m getting this money Fuck if you hating bitch I’m on vacation You talking bout money then I’m on my way I’m talking about money that I then put up Man Talk about money or talk about nothing You talk about war and we talk about guns Im talking bout cars when I start it go rawww I’m rawer than pawn adults in the bed Oral sex that’s raw for real Boy we next so hold your chest and heart attack like Fred Sanford Inferred air Jordan in the game like ea sports And then I land at the airport in Miami at the resort Bitches tanning in the sun a ocean view from my room fuck trump Roll up and I walk on the beach Then n***** is slipping like bowling lanes And me I’m up like forgers coffee Like a folder I get paper Eyes close like a binder cause blowing Marijuana with a Nice bitch and her hair to he behind On point You Want to know how I got it Yea I hustle for it Yea I hustle for it With some bands in my sweat pants You hatters out here hating on the next man Yea I hustle for it Yea I hustle for it With some bands in my sweat pants You hatters out here hating on the next man A legend just listen to what I be saying The sitting and we going get it We gone get it flip it spend it spend it n**** tryna win I be with my hittas and some good looking woman I probably got 6’s or my yeezy 350’s I’m spitting that Christmas gift because I’m gifted Pushing and it’s tinted Kushy in my system Some cookies in a hemp No rookie I’m a vet I played hookie to trap That’s all day that’s all facts Man I want all that Yea with my dog ass Come from New Orleans bird shit garage your paint Heard shit I’m no rat If I purge hit a bank On them percs getting Head on them percs getting head And I will not change like a sofa And if I’m in pain you wouldn’t notice And this is the game that I chose yea Bitches drank and clothing Twisting up with my eyes closed with a pistol and a iPhone Ima live it up until my time up I’m home look what I got and of course Yea I hustle for it Yea I hustle for it With some bands in my sweat pants You hatters out here hating on the next man Yea I hustle for it Yea I hustle for it With some bands in my sweat pants You hatters out here hating on the next man