Hustla Lyrics

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Drew

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

Solo jumping in the hood, see me by myself

So only when I'm getting tested if I try myself

Smoke by myself, hustle by myself

So if the money comes low, I struggle by myself

No chicks behind me need to stay on point

Want me to trap whole shit with this negro joint

Dope under the couch, it's not cocked and loaded

Lost a jam many times cause your fiends is rolling

No time to sleep, still gotta go to school

Oil diploma, tell my momma gotta pay my duty

School hustling 24-7, the grind's on my mind

School trapping rhyming, yeah, it's taking up all of my time

Don't smoke with everybody, can't support their habits

We do this time for who? Not two faggots

Ain't shit free in this world, you gotta get it how you live

Even if it comes to rapping and trapping, bussing and stealing

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

24 inches, sitting on cans

Dizzy, it's a tall T or a throwback C-9

Black niggas looking at me, saying I be full of drugs

When I open up a mouth and say a gangsta full of drugs

Look through on my ring, ring and a gold watch

Nine on my waist and when I'm hustling on the block

I get money like Jesus said

So as long as I'm living, I'ma get this bread

I need a bad bitch like Bootsy and Raven

When I'm sliding in my ride with my sister back in heaven

Like Tina Turner, I'ma keep rolling

Like I'm staying in the track, nigga, I'ma keep smoking

I can still see a nigga from a block away

Holla that double D and he got me a K

So when I'm in the hood, they know my name

I need all of my money from dollars and change

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

I grind all day cause I shine for mine

When I come through this bitch family hustling grind

On this hill is my hood, that's the F-A-G

So you know about me when I hit these streets

Little bro named Drew, big bro named Drake

And I packed that nine, man, I packed that K

Let it come your way if a nigga trip

Yeah, I chill with them bloods, yes, I chill with Crip

I'm a real ass nigga up in this boot

Hit your ass so hard, I'll knock out your tooth

Boy, I'm messing with my hustle, messing with my grind

I'm coming through this bitch, now I'm repping funky time

Yeah, I bling in the blind when I'm on that scene

It's heavy folk looking clean like Milan, yeah, I mean

When I slide in my car, man, I'm sliding 24

Swinging lane to lane and I'm blowing on that dro

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A

Smoke that, a nigga gotta grind all day

I'm a H-U-S-T-L to the A