Hustlin' Mayne (feat. KingLung & Dell Feddi)

Sprinkle me green like the relish on a hot dog Your first bite of chicken with Louisiana

hot sauce If I see a opening, I'm throwing it like

J Goff Guarantee it's a T like it's hot but I don't

play golf I used to be the MP3 but now I got the wav form

Yellow canary diamonds, grey anatomy to poupon

My kinetic energy a turbine like a saphon She don't want no Scrub but she keep goin

Out wit stains on Who is my liaison

You ain't got no power cause you always leave display on

In about a hour, I'ma head to Grand Cayman Bucket full of paint For the town, now the

Paint gone If you need direction, this could be your

Campaign song I was always wetter even after all the rain

gone I'ma bounce forever cause my ricochet is

yay long Gotta change yo water, can't be smokin

Out no grey bong Now get your hustle on

I'm just hustlin' mayne, all I, all I do, all I do is hustle mayne

All I do is hustle mayne, all I, all I do, all I do is hustle man

All I do is hustle man, all I, all I do, all I do is hustle man

All I do is hustle man, all I, all I do, all I do is hustle man

Look, so many of my folks locked up or passed away

In the streets there's no retirement or hazard pay

This for the ones who make a way they never had a way

Yo, the keys in your hands like Donny Hathaway This ain't Boy Meets World but I've been a

Savage See the windows of my soul through my tinted

Glasses If you think the grass is greener, bitch

Tint your grass then Get a casual ass whoopin', you think my

Business slackin' Not for the jibba-jabbin' or chitter-chattin

I'm wit the action, hit him in the chest Watch it spinnin' Backwards, hit a backflip

Like you did gymnastics, I'm really active I backhand your Benefactors, ****, you never

Been a factor I leave you starin' at the ceiling like you

Feelin' plastered Ain't no comparin' to a villain who be killin

Rappers I MC squared, do you really know mathematics

Trap rapper, a backpacker that's past average And we just Hustlin' man, all I, all I do

All I do is hustle man All I do is hustle man, all I, all I do

All I do is hustle man All I do is hustle man, all I, all I do

All I do is hustle man All I do is hustle man, all I, all I do

All I do is hustle man

I got a comma with three digits in front

Sip henny straight and then chase with a blunt These dudes Fakin' The funk, I'm tryna teach

The youth the rules, players a used Foldin' paper, my nature, Hooray for hip-hop

Used to chop rocks with a razor, put weed in Ziplocs

I just proceed and leave em' pissed off Mami got a thing for me, She want that big

Dog And I'm just hustlin' mayne, Del Feddi on the

Stitch, that's custom mayne Accustomed to the finer things that Life has

To offer These suckas backslidin' but they ain't no

Moonwalkers I'm from the land of smooth talkers

Get the ball and go straight to the rack, that's Boomshaka

Locka, locka, like dreads pullin' out of the crown

Blocka, blocka, Betta duck, or get hit by the rounds

I'm just hustlin' man, all I, all I do, All I do is hustle man

All I do is hustle mayne, all I, all I do, All I do is hustle mayne

All I do is hustle mayne, all I, all I do, All I do is hustle mayne

All I do is hustle mayne, all I, all I do, All I do is hustle mayne