Hustle On

Brother, remember

Remember what mama used to say

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We'll get over it, we won't stay under it

Mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

Growing up, I ain't never had nothing

Had to get out there in them streets and get myself something, feel me?

Chilling with the Legion of Doom at an early age

Watching all the older **** in the hood get paid

Yo, I knew I could get it if I wanted to

'Cause I lived on the corner where all the base heads came through

So it was only right that I get my just due, B

Shit, I ain't chose hustlin', hustlin' chose me

This my block, I live here, I sell drugs here

Let a **** come through and cut my throat

I dare, I swear, I got the tre-eight in the tree

And the gauge is right over there, where?

In the bushes for your douches and one eye out

A **** keep looking for the police and them base heads juxin'

Shit, I looked for a job, but that ain't last long

I couldn't take it anymore, I had to get my hustle on

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

Yeah, yo

Now I'm addicted to Carlton Ave, serving the hood

Basketball coach told my moms, and that ain't good

I'd hide when she slide through every chance I could

She said, "Boy, I see you tryna get back over in them woods

Where you get them new sneakers from, I know I ain't bought 'em"

I told her, "Freeport Mall, my uncle Tejuan bought 'em"

I grew up around hustlers, she know I'd try it

She asked was I doing it, you know I denied it

But I was tired

I wanted what I wanted when I wanted it

Fuck the consequences, I knew just how to get it

Cop that, cook that, chop that, pitch that

Save that, get stacks, fresh kicks, new hat

Carhartt, new boots, more smoke, more loot

Have crack, get dough, just like rap

Base heads came back for the hit

My neighbors looking 'cause of the traffic

Man, but fuck that shit

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)

My mama wasn't rich, my daddy was poor

I couldn't take no more (I had to get my hustle on)