The Hussle Songtext
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The Hussle Songtext
Yeah, I was riding in that hooptie
Just tryna find that sound
It′s like y'all living on the top floor
It′s nowhere to go but down
And it's nowhere for us to go except for global with this crown
I'm off like six different liquors
Prince wig is still on the ground
I tell my girl "Just love me ′til I′m gone
When I'm gone I′ll miss you more
For now enjoy the time I'm not on tour
This won′t be too long"
Stacking up my papers like my problems
I'm procrastinating
Deal with them shits later
Nobody did us no favors nigga
Fuck being on Twitter, I take money over fame my nigga
Fuck being a rapper, graduate to keep from slaving nigga
Fuck being that cat they say was hot but now I flame that nigga
I′m the answer to the game, they'll lock me up for maiming niggas
Put my team up on my shoulder
Said that like a million times
I'm thick as thieves
Running with my niggas
Tryna change our lives
And nigga please
Spare me with the lies
You tryna sympathize like you could really know us
Then you should know that
We take over towns like some mobsters
And we don′t need no investors
If you wanna make it then you gotta pick yourself up
We fell and dust that shit off dawg
We ain′t need no help up
Tell the truth
We probably more likely to sell Nikes and striped shirts
Than see our net worth on networks and network with legends
Like I'm meant to do this shit
Don′t get high but still
Fly by you niggas like your feet was glued and shit
Man it's high time the real guys came through
I′m through with fussing over funds
I use sauce as my currency
It's TBKTR so y′all rappers is under me
Last time I checked my notepad was a money tree
Last time I checked my notepad was a money tree
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what's up with me, I′m like what′s up with you
I'm tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that's nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
Niggas like what's up with me, I′m like what's up with you
I'm tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that′s nothing new
Bow when you see me like I'm King Leonidas
Ain′t no telling who I could be just know my future is the brightest
And don't listen to these critics cause they never played our game
Picture me tryna tell Kobe how to finish, that sound insane
Let′s stack some paper all the way up
We ain't gon′ take no pay cuts
My mama need a Benz and just saying it ain't gon' change much
We used to sleep on floors with the mattresses just to save bucks
Now every time I say something
They ask if they should pay something
My nigga
Ain′t no scholarly for going out popping mollies and shit
Ain′t no loan for spending all day on the phone
So we meant to get it all ways
Like intersecting hallways
And change the game like coding in UDK
I'm hoping that Sallie Mae is comfortable with waiting for a while
While I blow up
Get money to throw up
Hit the club then glow up
I duck and dodge them payments ′til I make enough
And tell 'em swipe my card then lose my number like we broke up
Bitch I move like I′m Ali fighting off these haters
Give me like a year, I'm in your driveway or on your newspaper
I know that I′m gon' do what I want to do
Count my lines then calculate how meaningful I am
I just seized my life and ran
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what′s up with me, I′m like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain't got time for games, that′s nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what′s up with me, I'm like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that's nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
I'm a product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
Count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what′s up with me, I'm like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that's nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
Niggas like what's up with me, I′m like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain't got time for games, nothing new
Just tryna find that sound
It′s like y'all living on the top floor
It′s nowhere to go but down
And it's nowhere for us to go except for global with this crown
I'm off like six different liquors
Prince wig is still on the ground
I tell my girl "Just love me ′til I′m gone
When I'm gone I′ll miss you more
For now enjoy the time I'm not on tour
This won′t be too long"
Stacking up my papers like my problems
I'm procrastinating
Deal with them shits later
Nobody did us no favors nigga
Fuck being on Twitter, I take money over fame my nigga
Fuck being a rapper, graduate to keep from slaving nigga
Fuck being that cat they say was hot but now I flame that nigga
I′m the answer to the game, they'll lock me up for maiming niggas
Put my team up on my shoulder
Said that like a million times
I'm thick as thieves
Running with my niggas
Tryna change our lives
And nigga please
Spare me with the lies
You tryna sympathize like you could really know us
Then you should know that
We take over towns like some mobsters
And we don′t need no investors
If you wanna make it then you gotta pick yourself up
We fell and dust that shit off dawg
We ain′t need no help up
Tell the truth
We probably more likely to sell Nikes and striped shirts
Than see our net worth on networks and network with legends
Like I'm meant to do this shit
Don′t get high but still
Fly by you niggas like your feet was glued and shit
Man it's high time the real guys came through
I′m through with fussing over funds
I use sauce as my currency
It's TBKTR so y′all rappers is under me
Last time I checked my notepad was a money tree
Last time I checked my notepad was a money tree
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what's up with me, I′m like what′s up with you
I'm tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that's nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
Niggas like what's up with me, I′m like what's up with you
I'm tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that′s nothing new
Bow when you see me like I'm King Leonidas
Ain′t no telling who I could be just know my future is the brightest
And don't listen to these critics cause they never played our game
Picture me tryna tell Kobe how to finish, that sound insane
Let′s stack some paper all the way up
We ain't gon′ take no pay cuts
My mama need a Benz and just saying it ain't gon' change much
We used to sleep on floors with the mattresses just to save bucks
Now every time I say something
They ask if they should pay something
My nigga
Ain′t no scholarly for going out popping mollies and shit
Ain′t no loan for spending all day on the phone
So we meant to get it all ways
Like intersecting hallways
And change the game like coding in UDK
I'm hoping that Sallie Mae is comfortable with waiting for a while
While I blow up
Get money to throw up
Hit the club then glow up
I duck and dodge them payments ′til I make enough
And tell 'em swipe my card then lose my number like we broke up
Bitch I move like I′m Ali fighting off these haters
Give me like a year, I'm in your driveway or on your newspaper
I know that I′m gon' do what I want to do
Count my lines then calculate how meaningful I am
I just seized my life and ran
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what′s up with me, I′m like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain't got time for games, that′s nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what′s up with me, I'm like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that's nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
I'm a product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
Count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that's just what I do
Niggas like what′s up with me, I'm like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain′t got time for games, that's nothing new
Count up that loot man, count up that loot
Product of what I seen so that′s just what I do
Niggas like what's up with me, I′m like what's up with you
I′m tryna make it, ain't got time for games, nothing new
Writer(s): Ian Lewis Mckee, Caleb Jamal Parker, Rayana Pitts-godfrey, Luke Analog Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

