I remember me, Nora, and Ricky used to pump gas, now I'm just a little player cussin'
the poverty tax.
Posted on 10th Street, I was out there daily.
Now, where, bitch, I meet, wanna have a nigga, baby.
Live fire, shinin' on these niggas like, baby.
Up in the kitchen, whippin' it with my nigga, Shady.
Spend a turn, it's half a cent, two of Mercedes.
Cause lately, the only thing I been thinkin' about is straight cash.
Slide through, get my dicks sucked, then a drop, jag, who is you?
Bitch, if you ain't fuckin', then I'm on the gas, rubber bands up the ass.
God bless a real nigga, superstar shit, so I pose for the pictures, pictures.
Rain, rain, shine, get my hustle on, hustle on.
And I'm just shinin', get my hustle on, hustle on.
I be damned if I wait up on them hoes, I'm a man, I'ma make it on my own.
Grindin' on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, hey.
I'm just shinin', get on, you see, see.
I'm just shinin', get on.
So I'm grindin' on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, hey.
I'm just shinin', get on, you see, see.
I'm just shinin', get on.
Right up on the curb, nigga, that's where I was taught to get it.
George and the red Cincinnati fitted.
I gotta get it, cause my sister need new shoes.
Hustlers University, nigga, that was my school.
You either be about it or turn into shark food.
Slide through, put your whole hood on the evening news.
Turf war is over, who gon' sell it?
Dog food.
Jackie, nigga, just because we got a new tool.
Ten stacks in my locker at my high school.
Pure raw on the block, cause it really move.
I'm from the ghetto, my nigga, I never had shit until I started stacking.
Stop worrying about a punk bitch.
Brain shine, get my hustle on, hustle on, and I'm just tryin' to get my hustle on, hustle on.
I'll be damned if I wait up on them hoes.
I'm a man, I'ma make it on my own.
Grinding on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, hey.
I'm just tryin' to get on, you see, see.
I'm just tryin' to get on.
So I'm grinding on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, hey.
I don't sell dope no more, all I sell is dope dick
And my number one client, nigga, is yo' bitch
Live wild records, we ain't on that hoe shit
We just tryna get our hustle on the stack, mo' shit
Tryna send a hoe bitch to Bali, count four whips
30 ,000 on my neck, I ain't waitin' on a check
I'm a true religion fiend, 300 on these jeans
All my bitches foreign and all my whips European
Hottest nigga in the East, the hottest nigga in the West
And I got it off them steps in them Sim City jets
Yeah, I hustle for my spot, nah, nigga, on top
I push rhymes like white from the booth to the block, niggas, feel
Rain shine, get my hustle on, hustle on
And I'm just tryna get my hustle on, hustle on
I'll be damned if I wait up on them hoes
I'm a man, I'ma make it on my own
Grinding on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Hey, I'm just tryna get on, you see, see
I'm just tryna get on, so I'm grinding on
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Hey, I'm just tryna get on, you see, see
I'm just tryna get on
