My Hustle Lyrics

My Hustle - Steve Tunez

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I carry my hustle for my shoulder

as a portacut boy made in the street I be one man soldier

if money no dey no last for hunger

if you no do it for me baba do it for my brother

(steve tunes)

say we don enter no shaking tree no body bader

trenches last born don turn super star

na woto you dey run an no send your papa

he no get as he dey be

way won high me like pami

steady jams in loud on drips we no go gree

right now we no dey awale e no get as he go be

for mama sake go put am for body

I carry my hustle for my shoulder

as a portacut boy made in the street I be one man soldier

if money no dey no least for hunger

if you no do it for me baby do it for my brother

come be my medicine my laugh drips

say no body babder gongon

this street is like a rapture

nobody Bornu London no jigee niga gongon

he no get as he dey be way won high me like pami

steady jams in loud on drips we no go gree

right now we no dey awale e no get as he go be

for mama sake go put am for body

I carry my hustle for my shoulder

as a portacut boy made in the street I be one man soldier

if money no dey no last for hunger

if you no do it for me baby do it for me brother (I am jagaban)

Steve tunes