Hustla Prolems Lyrics

Damn, baby, you make me feel so good, ayy

Cause you're the one I hustle for

I just wanna go get more

Since you, dropped in my account

I love this amount

It makes me wanna get more of you

I knew I had to stay down

I was making my rounds

So I could get more close to you

Each and every day

Trappin' to get ahold of you

Them plucks was calling me

On both phones, I ain't know what to do

Plays I couldn't miss

Had bills and rent was overdue

You ain't never felt like this

What is a hustla supposed to do

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Moving through the city

You know I had it with me

Ever since Casino passed it wont no showin' pity

If bro was here right now

We popping bottles, gettin' litty

In a foreign whip with foreign biddies

Showin' titties

This money getting older

They say I'm getting colder

I just got some shit up on my shoulders

Like a boulder

And I'ma hold it down just like Pimp C

I thought I told you

Thanks to Rubio

Cause if lil buddy trip

Then I could fold him

I mean, I'll show you the ropes

I mean, I sold so much dope

I mean, I left that with Stro

Way before I hit the road

It was Family Tithes or nothing

Ain't no way I'd let that go

Thanks to FrankieFromTheTrap

We got Baila up on them hoes

And it's J-RoK on this beat

And you know that shit ain't sweet

And I gotta mention Beach

He send me beats like every week

I'm committed to this money

When I sleep she in my sheets

And I'm married to the money

She the only one for me

And I love you

I love you

And I need you

And I need you

You the one I hustle for

Damn, Y'all know I ain't scared to have fun with y'all, yeah

She know I love her though

That's some real ass shit

Most loyal bitch I got is my money