Hu$tle Lyrics

Yeah

Man, you ain't fucking ready for this shit man

Fuck all that conscious shit bruh

Nah, I'm fucking playing, I keep it real though

Yuh, Ayy

Hustle everyday

Grind I don't play

Out here in the Bay, I be working then get paid

We just tryna stay

Fuck a vacay

On my momma bitch I run this whole thang, yuh

Count it up, count it up, count it up, stackin'

Shawty, fuck it up, never slacking

Rap game, music, I stay packing

Cooking fire, always had it

Money motivation, I'm just tryna do me

Livin' in a world full of hate and greedy

I'm just tryna make this shit for my family

So I gotta do, what I gotta do

Get that bag, get that bag, get that bag, yuh

Get my bread, get my bread, get my bread up

Get that bag, get that bag, get that bag, yuh

Get my bread, get my bread, get my bread up

Shit, you think I'm playing, bitch you know I'm not

Call me Savage Mind, I got crazy thoughts

The ones that run around my mind, givin' all they got

I ain't ever cold, bitch I'm just warming up

Shooting my shots like they threes

Already earned my degree

Y'all can stay hungry by me

My team we eatin' for free

Higher without any trees

Always stay plantin' the seeds

Headed to greatness on me

Headed to greatness, yuh

Money motivation, I'm just tryna do me

Livin' in a world full of hate and greedy

I'm just tryna make this shit for my family

So I gotta do, what I gotta do

Get that bag, get that bag, get that bag, yuh

Get my bread, get my bread, get my bread up

Get that bag, get that bag, get that bag, yuh

Get my bread, get my bread, get my bread up

Hold up, hold up, hold up get it right

Shiftin, I'm gifted feelin' this rhythm so tight

Never second guessin', Imma hit em with the light

Imm hit em so they conscious, watch them change they appetite, yuh

I'm a chef so i know nothing is perfect

But when you finding your purpose you go persist like it's urgent

My people been hurting thats why my passion exertin'

Sometimes it makes me feel nervous but I know this shit is worth it, yuh

Money motivation, I'm just tryna do me

Livin' in a world full of hate and greedy

I'm just tryna make this shit for my family

So I gotta do, what I gotta do

Get that bag, get that bag, get that bag, yuh

Get my bread, get my bread, get my bread up

Get that bag, get that bag, get that bag, yuh

Get my bread, get my bread, get my bread up

Get your motherfuckin' bread up

Man we just fuckin' out here, tryna grind

Tryna hustle our lives, god dammit

Man, I don't even understand why it's so damn hard