Hustle E

Comfort Radio, bitch. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. See I ain't have shit but work shit, Had to work hard. Little Spainfield brain called a dope charge. See I was young, mind gone with the wind Blow. Smoking weed while I watch my daddy pull Hoes. A lil' nigga on the source and tryna Get paid. I'm walking cool, now they call me Spain. Dropping tracks now, pockets fat now, Nigga. So how the fuck you figure that you The bigger trigger? See getting high is how we Get away and meditate. Stand on the track and drink a yak to Keep my mind straight. I never worry 'cause my niggas got the stick And weapons. So when you get caught, best you Go and count your blessings. I got a pocket thick with niggas that don't Give a fuck. So when we hit you for Shit, yeah, we gotta love The way I see It, if I'm broke, then I'm gon' knock and Scrub it. I do whatever 'cause I'm out here On my fuckin' hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. Motherfuckin' hustle. Backwood A1 grips my way, I stand tall like A soldier. End up just a dog that's 'bout To turn this fuckin' trophy. Half-tight is faded from my marijuana gun to weed. Niggas stick and trip stuff for they shit that Will belong to me. Niggas that's hanging out, Slanging they yayo, but don't slang 'em while gang Down to the dirt. Check for the money and Don't be fronting, might have to slap a mother's Shirt. Walk a haunted dick, I represent through Strip I smell the nerd. Niggas that have smoked flat new grams and leave Their corpses out to burn. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' Hustle. It's the hustle, the motherfuckin' hustle. Motherfuckin'