HUSTLA (LIGHTS OUT) Lyrics

I've always been a hustler, don't get mad I run it up

I'm better than your favorite rapper and I'm only coming up

Saying you a mark is all I really need to sum it up

Bring your best men, call the bros and we punchin' em

I be getting to the bag, I be swiping like Dev

I'm gonna turn your lights off, put your life to an end

If you go hand me a strap, you'll never touch it again

I got a Mass compliant mag, got me dumping the 10

R.I.P. rounds, turn a semi to a gauge

I'ma stab you in the back if you try to turn me like a page

How you gonna hate on me, you two times my age

I be making bank, you making minimum wage

Glowing green dot up on the 365

Run up on the boys, you won't leave alive

I'm staying independent, what's between the lines

I keep a lil' Tina, if a Nina means Nine

I've always been a hustler, don't get mad I run it up

I'm better than your favorite rapper and I'm only coming up

Saying you a mark is all I really need to sum it up

Bring your best men, call the bros and we punchin' em