Hustle
Working like me that might get you places
Remember late nights kitchen table
Got a nigga counting up different faces
Got damn ain't no energy left In him
Tomorrow I'll count the rest of it
Thought I was goin to sleep
But I Got money coming through messages
Back in my bag
Don't get tired of putting on
If you don't eat somebody gone feast
Got damn now the pudding gone
Wish I had more time a day
No excuses find a way
Bitch ass nigga must get money
How you got the time to hate
Keep that hammer on my waist
When that money come into play
No such thing as being too safe
Getting right too it fuck it why wait
Told my bitch to hold my weight
Ain't enough food on my plate
Lord you see me going this hard
So I'm asking when my Break
Praying he hear me praying he listen
Told my people we gon get rich
Made them that promise
Gave them that vision
Keepin that promise forever my mission
If you ain't with it nigga we different
Try yo hardest keeping yo distance
But it's champagne we sipping
If I feel the feeling we clicking
Man this life shit be testing me
Hustle til it's no breath in me
And if it be the death of me
Just know you got the best of me
Stay down it always get better
No such thing as pain and no pleasure
Bitch so bad knowing she treasure
She fuck with me knowing I'm Pressure
Hustle
Hustle hustle
We gone hustle
Hustle hustle
Til it ain't shit left
Til that last breath
Til it ain't nun left in me
Til it ain't no breath in me
Breath in me
Remember late nights kitchen table
Got a nigga counting up different faces
Got damn ain't no energy left In him
Tomorrow I'll count the rest of it
Thought I was goin to sleep
But I Got money coming through messages
Back in my bag
Don't get tired of putting on
If you don't eat somebody gone feast
Got damn now the pudding gone
Wish I had more time a day
No excuses find a way
Bitch ass nigga must get money
How you got the time to hate
Keep that hammer on my waist
When that money come into play
No such thing as being too safe
Getting right too it fuck it why wait
Told my bitch to hold my weight
Ain't enough food on my plate
Lord you see me going this hard
So I'm asking when my Break
Praying he hear me praying he listen
Told my people we gon get rich
Made them that promise
Gave them that vision
Keepin that promise forever my mission
If you ain't with it nigga we different
Try yo hardest keeping yo distance
But it's champagne we sipping
If I feel the feeling we clicking
Man this life shit be testing me
Hustle til it's no breath in me
And if it be the death of me
Just know you got the best of me
Stay down it always get better
No such thing as pain and no pleasure
Bitch so bad knowing she treasure
She fuck with me knowing I'm Pressure
Hustle
Hustle hustle
We gone hustle
Hustle hustle
Til it ain't shit left
Til that last breath
Til it ain't nun left in me
Til it ain't no breath in me
Breath in me
Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Slaughter
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