Hustlin, We Hustlin
Hustlin, We Hustlin
Change the song if you dont f** wit it
This for n***as who done it and f**in love the sh**
Hustlin, We Hustlin
Hustlin, We Hustlin
Change the song if you dont f** wit it
This for n***as who done it and f**in love the sh**
Hustlin, We Hustlin
Hustlin, We Hustlin
[Verse 1: Ben Al]
Hustle hard, keep my heart out my hustle
And my mind above the law, and listen more than I talk
But When I talk keep it subtle, even inside my huddle
Thats a shame though unfortunately thats just how the game go
World filled with fakes friends and cops in everyday clothes
So I lay low/ making cash/ breaking bad
Work in a winnebago, burn phones in the trash
I'm Big Daddy Cool sour diesel Kevin Nash
And I can middleman white, got a Senor in a Ciudad
And for the right price, I can meet you by the Rio Grande
And Ima charge twice, and Ima take half
But it's so low, you won't know and probably won't ask
I ain't tryin to get life, I'm just tryin to get cash
Quick trip down and back then it's back to the pad and the pen
At the pad not the pen if that makes sense to ya
If so, then I can make more moolah
Yea tell me I ain't that n***a, tell me I ain't that rapper
Other n***as history and n***a I'm the next chapter
Hustle everyday just for somethin in my bread basket
Tried out rap and hell I wasn't half bad at it
Ben Al/ Ballin Hard/ other n***as grab-a**in
I think I'm the best so I took a f**in crack at it
Pimpin in a track suit, b**hes call me Cat Daddy
f** you attitude, I guess that's why you mad at me
[Chorus]
Hustlin, We Hustlin
Hustlin, We Hustlin
Change the song if you dont f** wit it
This for n***as who done it and f**in love the sh**
Hustlin, We Hustlin
Hustlin, We Hustlin
[Verse 2: Ben Al]
Wasn't really bout that life, till the end of draft night
Right after the last pick, Mohammed changed back quick
To Ca**ius, realizing I had to make me some cash quick
Smoked it over and got a couple quotes before the last hit
Laid low and spent a couple months out in Daygo
All about the truth you couldn't dare me to say no
Except when I have no clue, like "officer I told you
I've got no clue, bout who I've gone through or sold to"
Like I'm just another n***a with no cooth
Naming off who's who to someone with no proof
I'm just a n***a wit a brain and nothin to lose
Runnin with only a few, none of them Sammy the bulls
So I'm cool, Plus we live by a handful of rules
Be about your business, lie to badges and b**hes
Never ask for permission, only ask for forgiveness
And we takin zero prisoners on the road to the riches
Mad at me cause the sh** I want's supplied by yall needs
Then buy a GaGa CD and she out here wearing raw meat
It's kids starvin and if Angelina Jolie doesnt Adopt them
They'll die but it's kids starvin in harlem, But
That's a different argument
Point is, she hittin the red carpet in this
But what we sayin bout weed is whats harmful to kids?
So don't start with the sh** cause you motherf**ers pissin me off, pardon my french
[Chorus]