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Hustle Hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustleSame old shit, just a different day

Out here tryna get it, each and every way

Mama need a house, baby need some shoes

Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma doHustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevardBig bank in my pocket

Double up with my profit

See this shit then I cop it

Gimme that there and then drop itHomie, hold up with my mojo

Peep the whip and the logo

24's and they low pro

I bet she fucking, I know soNigga ain't no doubt about it

Riding 'round with that rocket

Load it up and I cock it

Send 'bout a couple off in your nogAnd hear them 808's and they knocking

Whole club and they rocking

Rose in them buckets

All my homies up in here vibingNigga big shit in my household

Real niggas I die for

Creeping off in that Tahoe

All about their DelogioneNigga don't stop the party

We be getting naughty

Old kimosabe homie's

Chiefing like I'm Marley'Cause it's the same old shit, just a different day

Out here tryna get it, each and every way

Mama need a house, baby need some shoes

Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma doHustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevardOkay now, all I know is hustle

Get it off the muscle, black is my attire

Keep them sticks off in that cupboard, nigga

I be going hard, bitch, I'm going hard

I just hit the mall, you just swipe the cardI'm with a couple Latin broads

I just do menage

Fuck you other guys

Pussy telling liesHomie, free my nigga AG

Fuck you, niggas pay me

Swagging in my saline

Two door coupe MercedesI am too much for you buster's

Bitches, I don't trust 'em

Fuck 'em once, I fuck 'em

Lust 'em, never love 'emThey won't play me for no sucker

Play me for no paper

Make my bitches stomp her

Alpha zeta omegaBetter no one really on it

Drive it, bet I own it

Money is involved

Bet I know I'm on itThat's wording to my mother

Gotta get it one way or another

I put that on my brother

I'm out here on the cornerBut it's same old shit, just a different day

Out here tryna get it, each and every way

Mama need a house, baby need some shoes

Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma doHustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

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