One time for the hustlers Lyrics

One time for my dudes out there holdin' a woman down

One time for these moms takin' care of kids on their own now.

It's hard out here for a pimp harder for a single man

And even harder for a queen holdin' it down with no helping hand.

Valentine's on the way we got lovers needin' love

But I ain't got no space for a cheater or a scrub.

So where my soldiers at? Where my winners at?

Where my ballers my hustlers my dogs at?

Yo it's about to go down right now in ATL

Let's get it poppin' get it crackin' get these facts out.

Never let a lame try to take your crown

Where my dogs my winners my hustlers now?

Where my ballers at? (Yeah!) Where my hustlers at? (Yo!)

This one for the real ones—salute to all of that.

Where my ballers at? (Yeah!) Where my hustlers at? (Yo!)

This one for the real ones—salute to all of that.

One time for the single moms workin' that grind

Clockin' in clockin' out raisin' kids on borrowed time.

Much love to the queens with no king in the castle

Still movin' like a boss yeah they winning every battle.

Two times for my dudes who protect and provide

Holdin' down a good woman man they keepin' it alive.

It's not about the money the fame or the cars

It's about loyalty and love that defines who you are.

Yo never let a man or a woman bring you down

Never let a lame step up and try to steal your crown.

Keep your hustle strong don't be lookin' back

We rise up we grind hard that's a cold hard fact.

Yo it's about to go down in ATL

Let's get it poppin' get it crackin' get these facts out.

Never let a lame try to take your crown

Where my dogs my winners my hustlers now?

Where my ballers at? (Yeah!) Where my hustlers at? (Yo!)

This one for the real ones—salute to all of that.

Where my ballers at? (Yeah!) Where my hustlers at? (Yo!)

This one for the real ones—salute to all of that.

This song's for the real ones the grinders the believers

No love for the cheaters bums or bottom feeders.

We buildin legacies makin' a way for the youth

Whether man or woman yo respect the truth.

Shoutout to my soldiers my winners my leaders

The ballers makin' moves the hustlers the dreamers.

It's hard out here but we still breakin' the mold

Stay solid stay true never sell your soul.

It's not about the fame the cash or the swagger

It's about love respect and climbin' that ladder.

It's about time it's about us

Keep your circle tight and never lose trust.

[Outro/Chorus]

Yo it's about to go down right now in this town

Let's get it poppin' get it crackin' get these facts out.

Never let a lame try to take your crown

Where my dogs my winners my hustlers now?

Where my ballers at? (Yeah!) Where my hustlers at? (Yo!)

This one for the real ones—salute to all of that.

Where my ballers at? (Yeah!) Where my hustlers at? (Yo!)

This one for the real ones—salute to all of that