A-1 Hustle (feat. June B, JBR & Cody Madness)

Oh yeah, oh yeah, June, put in that work, get that money, gotta make ends, A1 hustlin'
Up all night, I can't sleep, I need that bread, young nigga gotta eat, oh yeah, A1 hustlin'
Put in that work, get that money, gotta make ends, A1 hustlin'
The kinda guy you would take me for is the kinda guy who be breakin' bars

Shake you off cause my money's high like my tape records don't take a pause
Put in work that's A1 and my patience was thinnin'
I had to learn to come up with different, I wasn't concerned and A1 to listen
One day I will be in the top three, the other two not me

So there's only that one right under the sun, the vision is clear, could you not see
I'm tryna come up with change, try to view myself for a better way
I should really start to meditate and not break the peace for my better day
Better days are comin' just like I remember, separate ways, highway and it's cold in December

No time to play, don't lose me forever, I'm feelin' so great
I play my bro to make some mistakes and take me some goals and I'll finish the race
Put in that work, get that money, gotta make ends, A1 hustlin'
Up all night, I can't sleep, I need that bread, young nigga gotta eat, oh yeah

A1 hustlin', A1 hustlin', A1 hustlin', A1 hustlin', A1 hustlin'
Put in that work, get that money, gotta make ends, A1 hustlin'
Sauce with a straight poker face, got the grill on high for the steaks
Never realized I like bread for the taste, but it's gotta rise so we'll see how long it takes

For it bakes, wanna stack beats from the grates, I'ma let the flame burn you up
Leave fat for the wastes, don't be at the table, turn your back to the grace
Cause the fact is you're wack and you lackin' the space
I ain't ever been the one to knock up on a hustle, when I'm hearin' you creatin' such a bustle

I'ma have to grab a muzzle, when it came to do the tussle with the knuckles
You were scared to have a scuffle for a simple lack of muscles, uh oh
Now it's not the time to be mysterious, the only thing you really tryna do is make em curious
So I'ma go and tell em you ain't serious, it's time for them to pair a pad of panty line

Pussy lips, period, my insomnia's helped to push a fallacy, reality is just a technicality
If I really wanna stack the money up in all actuality, I'll have to put a shift in my mentality
Guess I'll take a stroll to the bank, blank check in a smirk, walk up, pop a wink to the clerk
Write down, deposit everything I deserve, then go proceed to put dreams into work

Put in that work, get that money, gotta make ends, A1 hustle, up all night, I can't sleep
I need that bread, young nigga gotta eat, A1 hustle, put in that work, get that money
Gotta make ends, A1 hustle, clocked into today, I don't know why when I never clocked out yesterday
I liked my paper paid in advance, paying it forward the day one supporters

They were devoted to what I would say, in my statements I made before
I laid and record all day in the morning, way before my name was Aura
Bagging the broccoli, stack it up properly, that is monopoly when I pass go
I do not care if you cannot keep up, I am a cheetah, I'm fast with the flow

I beat up these amateurs' bro, you don't even know where the syllables go
Put em in place with the 808, this beat is a drum pack and I am the cymbal
Fuck with my raps and my riddles, I'm under the map of the mitten
Look at your hand and I am in the middle, do more damage with a pen than a pistol

Number 22 is stronger than a missile, just a writer with a lot of potential
Fuse is lit and it will just take a sec for it to blow, I'm working for more and I'm talking my goals
Put in that work, get that money, gotta make ends, A1 hustle, up all night, I can't sleep
I need that bread, young nigga gotta eat, A1 hustle, A1 hustle, A1 hustle, A1, A1 hustle

Put in that work, get that money, gotta make ends, A1 hustle



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Seibert
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