Love 2 Hustle

Back when I was younger
I had a certain hunger
A certain fight in me
Something like the Royal Rumble
You need it in this jungle

Called life
I had to hustle to eat
To keep on the lights
Didn't think twice

So I hit the block
Riding with them things
Couldn't think about the cops
24 hours everyday non-stop
Either that or go to jail
Cause starving wasn't on my watch

Traffic Jam
Traffic Jam the mixtape

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
What time it is

Or what grind it is
See me grind with my grimy friends
Hey, tryna grind to Benz
Right now I'm in a Buick Century

No matter what was said
I never let a hater get to me
Young and stupid
Didn't think about the trouble

All I thought was
Flippin' two into double
Or triple
Now I'm in the pickle

If I get popped
Workers wouldn't eat
See how it trickles
Get the O's instant

Break em down in the kitchen
Then hit the block running
turn em into double digits
Let's go

No matter how much money you make
It's still a struggle
And it don't no make no sense
But I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
And tell them jack boys
I still love to bust you

No matter how much money you make
It's still a struggle
And it don't no make no sense
But I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
And tell them jack boys
I still love to bust you

Traffic Jam Ah man he hit me
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
What time it is
Or what grind it is
See me grind on my grimy friends

Hey, tryna make a way
Hey, tryna make a play

Hey, do it so my kids
Kids can find a better way
I did that and still worked
For minimum wage

Just so I can tell the police
How I got paid
That's just in case I got
Questioned about the money

I had a backup plan
Do you understand
Had to get it
Rain, sleet, or snow

If they want to catch me
Had to get me with the dope
What's up

No matter how much money you make
It's still a struggle
And it don't no make no sense
But I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
And tell them jack boys
I still love to bust you

No matter how much money you make
It's still a struggle
And it don't no make no sense
But I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
And tell them jack boys
I still love to bust ya

Buy it test it, break it down
Got that best smoke in the town
Shawty had put me on
Pimpin', help me outta town
Cuzzo showed me big guns

Back then I was not that down
Tried to front on Big Homie
Lil Homie take em down
Started out starving

Later livin' proper now
So many pharmaceuticals
You think that I'm the doctor now
So many deals

To my folks on holidays
Crazy prices
Now its going to get them dollars, mane
I practiced what I preached

Creflo Dollar, mane
If I didn't have it
Could get it the next hour, mane

No matter how much money you make
It's still a struggle
And it don't no make no sense
But I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
And tell them jack boys
I still love to bust you

No matter how much money you make
It's still a struggle
And it don't no make no sense
But I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
I still love 2 hustle
And tell them jack boys
I still love to bust you



Credits
Writer(s): Fredrick Jones
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