Hustler Music ft. Big Steff Lyrics

Have you ever had to get off the muscle?

And put that money up quick before you blow it

Or had a half a ying stashed in a dresser?

Using downy sheets to try to hide the odor

This for them niggas that be hustlin', I ain't the only one

Let me introduce you to the guys, it's a bunch of us

They can't fuck with our side, they ain't done enough

No

They can't fuck with our side, they ain't done enough

If you get a bag any means, I can respect it

All that flexin' that you doin' on the net, I hope yo bank account reflect it

You need a plan to get out the street, what's your exit?

Gotta watch your man, when shit go left, he'll get desperate

I done been through the thick and thin

If it's for my brother, then I'm pitchin' in

How you hesitate to help your brother out?

That's just sickening

They only call me when they need me, I answer every time

Why you never ask me how I been?

You know what, never mind

I done did favor after favor

Don't gotta say it, I know they thankful

For the ones I told no, I know they hate me

Had to get up off my ass, I couldn't be lazy

Know a lot of these niggas cap, but that ain't me

Have you ever had to get off the muscle?

And put that money up quick before you blow it

Or had a half a ying stashed in a dresser?

Using downy sheets to try to hide the odor

This for them niggas that be hustlin', I ain't the only one

Let me introduce you to the guys, it's a bunch of us

They can't fuck with our side, they ain't done enough

No

They can't fuck with our side, they ain't done enough

They can't fuck with us, I told twin these niggas juniors

It's like I seen a lot of smiles when I had that hoopter

You know I'm still pushin' dope, the heads call me Future

Stay too far and got too much I'll pull up in a Uber

You ever see your life flash in front your eyes?

I got our her swiping

Still gettin' groovy, watchin' off the HIDTA

My bitch don't say shit, I come in with racks off them nighters

I count up20 racks quick, I back back and bust it with the pliers

They say this shit ain't promised, huh

Know I'm a chemist, I could turn a 16 into a Giannis now

Know the love be fake and niggas hate, don't put your chopper down

My nigga OG on the food, I just watched him knock his mama down

It's fucked up

Have you ever had to get off the muscle?

And put that money up quick before you blow it

Or had a half a ying stashed in a dresser?

Using downy sheets to try to hide the odor

This for them niggas that be hustlin', I ain't the only one

Let me introduce you to the guys, it's a bunch of us

They can't fuck with our side, they ain't done enough

No

They can't fuck with our side, they ain't done enough