Im Bout It Bout It ft. Mike Real Lyrics

I hustle every day

Every day, I get my grind on

Money on my mind and my mind on my fam' y'all

I'm bout' it, bout' it

I'm bout' it, bout' it

Yeah, I'm bout' it, bout' it

I'm bout' it, bout' it

I hustle every day

Every day, I get my grind on

People always hate me, but I don't mind, y'all

I'm bout' it, bout' it

I'm bout' it, bout' it

I'm bout' it, bout' it

I'm bout' it, bout' it

I was born to be a king

Sit in my throne with a fine dime peace

Then I woke up, it was just a dream

A body shot dead in the head what I seen

Back to reality, section eight livin'

Yes, it's insanity, shit they ain't givin'

You gotta do you in this life so hard

Me and Mike, know, we from the same backyard

My mind in the zone, my eyes on the prize

If selling my soul is the price, that's a no-go

Fuck that life

I'd rather work my nine to five

Work my ass off till I touch the sky

Ain't nobody knowing how my life is going

At times, I feel it's better that way

People always have something to say

Coming around with them negative vibes

So while I'm trying to live this positive life

staying on course on what matters the most

As a youngin', I always was told

you wanna live large, you gotta work hard

You play with knives, you're gonna get scarred

And I look back and I wish that advice I would've took it

Cause life gave me a whoopin

But we learn and we grow, we grow as we learn

My main concern

Put my family first, provide and survive

The struggle and strive is real, for real

No time to chill, no time to relax

In fact, the day that I do, it's the day that I lose

So yeah, I got something to prove

I hustle every day, every day I get my grind on

Money on my mind, and my mind on my fam, y'all

I'm bout it, bout it

I'm bout it, bout it

Yeah, I'm bout it, bout it

I'm bout it, bout it

I hustle every day, every day I get my grind on

People always hate me, but I don't mind, y'all

I'm bout it, bout it

I'm bout it, bout it

I'm bout it, bout it

I'm bout it, bout it

I'm opening up my chakras

Ain't nothing that can stop us

Putting it down on all the town

Cause haters try to drop us

Rest in peace to Eli Lexie and also to Kai too

So much trouble going on, it's like, who do we cry to

Community pain going insane

Candles lit, they souls remain

And our hearts forever scarred

Hiding tears behind the rain

Mama having seizures

Psychogenic pressure on her brain

Spiritual enhancement

Dancing while it's raining

Fuck complaining

Me and Fonzarelli

Just some project boys who grew up smarter

Higher conscious living

Who the fuck you think is working harder

I'm bout it, bout it

My senses clouded

Negative vibes ain't got no space cause I don't allow it

Shout out to my Usos looking out for me

When I was younger, second street balloon fights

Had it popping every summer

World getting faker as I'm realizing how real I am

Wondering where is the love like black eyed peas and will I am

I hustle every day

Every day I get my grind on

Money on my mind and my mind on my fam, y'all

I'm bout it, bout it

I'm bout it, bout it

Yeah, I'm bout it, bout it

I'm bout it, bout it

I hustle every day

Every day I get my grind on

We gotta stay grinding, you know what I'm saying

Yeah

What up, Mike

What up, Fonzie

You know my boy

Just chilling

Taking care of business