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Hustle
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hustle was released on July 6, 2021 by Ten Toes Down - Family Over Everything Productions as a part of the album Hate Me
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AlbumHate Me
Release DateJuly 6, 2021
LabelTen Toes Down - Family Over Everything Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kedar Boyd
Kedar Boyd
Songwriter

Lyrics

I was the last **** to run it up
Counted me out, I've been counting up ever sense
Now that I'm coming up
Fuck conversation, I only get excited about Jeffersons
Yeah I made some racks today
Yeah I did some math today
I was the last **** to run it up
Counted me out, I've been counting up ever sense
Now that I'm coming up
Fuck conversation, I only get excited about Jeffersons
Yeah I made some racks today
I really flipped packs today
Get the money, get it out the way
I did some math today
RIP to who passed away
Granny ain't see me graduate
If money's the subject, I get that
Every time y'all see me got big stacks
For your Whopper I'm upping this Big Mac
Talking tough get your mutherfucking wig snatched
Type of **** to get hit and then hit back
Dawg I got a bag on my celly
I can't believe shit a ho tell me
Pull it out and I nut on her belly
Bitch come outside and get up with me
It's gone be homicides, think you hoeing me
I can't let this high take control of me
Bitch you gonna die if you owe me
I still rep my city like Kobe
You can't up the score, I'm the goalie
I been Badass before Joey
I'm posted up in that 'field, I'm so Holy
I was the last **** to run it up
Counted me out, I've been counting up ever sense
Now that I'm coming up
Fuck conversation, I only get excited about Jeffersons
Yeah I made some racks today
I really flipped packs today
Get the money, get it out the way
I did some math today
RIP to who passed away
Granny ain't see me graduate
Wait your turn to be grown, lil ****
Cuz I'm really toting, you think that I'm playing
I've been walking around with poles, lil ****
Lil boy, keep your head up
You could be the next dead opp
Up the glizzy, make his head pop
I really came from the bottom
And I cannot stop it, I put in long nights
Just to be the main topic
All of that work, y'all be slaving
They hate the shit we creating
Look at the bread I've been making
I was never into baking
But I'm on lil ****
So let me glow for a minute
But soon as the money get gone
Your family go ghost, your friends going missing
I can't fuck with yall, I keep my distance
I keep a Rod-man like I play with Pistons
Like an accountant, I'm playing with digits
If you owe me, Imma need it this instant
Or me and my **** gone pull up and get it
Thats all that i know
Shit I ain't even famous, they stealing my flow
It ain't never no static with me bout no ho
If you can't get right, you getting left at the door
I was the last **** to run it up
Counted me out, I've been counting up ever sense
Now that I'm coming up
Fuck conversation, I only get excited about Jeffersons
Yeah I made some racks today
I really flipped packs today
Get the money, get it out the way
I did some math today
RIP to who passed away
Granny ain't see me graduate
Written by: Kedar Boyd
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