What It Be ft. FLM Fuze Lyrics

Yeah

If you ain't tryna be great

Yeah

I ain't tryna open up that gate

It's Don

No longer building friendships, I'm over here building legacies

Still humble, so I ride around Subaru Legacy

If you ain't tryna do the same, then don't get next to me

Cause when it comes to this music, know that I'm next to be

Or like Hov, nigga I'm next to B

These niggas always wanna try me, they know the G

I ain't tryna fit in, fat nigga, so I'm standing out

Last pick, but now I'm the first out

Starting five like I own the team

Coaching everybody already no control the beam

I wrote the playbook when it comes to getting cream

Wu-Tang, your niggas never hit the tank

I mix it up, just like that shit was tang

I put it in the pot, let that shit go fucking rock

Let it lock, nigga

I spit crack every time I pop out, that's a lot, nigga

Stack that money up for the long run

We gon' go and do the race if the law come

My nigga just caught a case, you have ever fought

I told him please be quiet if you saw something

Get in the booth and spit the pain, push that record button

Opps say they put in pain, but he ain't on nothing

My lil' baby went and left me and I saw it coming

We just focused on the bag cause we all want it

Cause we all want it

We just focused on the bag cause we all want it

Stay focus, focus on the bag

you heard, we all want

Before corona we was using masks

Like Jim Carrey, different person when I touch the mask

Trying to clean up my life even though I don't have to

Weed is basically legal so I'm about to front half to you

You know I'm the nigga that front the whips, front the pounds

If you ain't know, nigga, I brought it in the town

Underground like Harriet

Thick bitch, she meet me at the Marriott

The hoes, they gon' always tell

They watch me on my paper routes

Paper boy, they know I control the routes

Better yet, you know I control your spouse

Control her mouth when she talk about me, she going south

And then she gon' tell her friends

They all come along, it's like a singalong

Get in trouble, never worried, know the money strong

Stack that money up for the long run

We gon' go and do the race if the law come

My nigga just caught a case, you have ever fought

I told him please be quiet if you saw something

Get in the booth and spit the pain, push that record button

Opps say they put in pain, but he ain't on nothing

My lil' baby went and left me and I saw it coming

We just focused on the bag cause we all want it

Cause we all want it

We just focused on the bag cause we all want it

Stay focus, focus on the bag

you heard, we all want

Everything in my name and then it's going out

Even with friends, without contract, ain't going out

I don't buy Louis, I go and build my own brand

I know the satisfaction when you beat your own hands

I got trays, hats, albums, my own strains

I got weed coming in from different lands

I got a studio, I'm trying to get it in demand

They wanna be like me, I'm already on a different plan

They wanna be something that's already out there

A pioneer, trying to give you something that's not there

When I'm done, they gon' say Hustler of the Year

Hustler of the Year