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Hustlin
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Hustlin was released on December 4, 2022 by Ramzy Da Plug as a part of the album Hustlin - Single
December 4, 2022
LabelRamzy Da Plug
LanguageEnglish
BPM80
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Lyrics

Hustlin
Lately I’ve been hustlin in them streets I’m out here...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lately I’ve been hustlin in them streets I’m out here grinding Look what patience got him, I just call it perfect timing Can’t express my feelings so I do it through this rhyming
Smoke the pain away, laughing, looking at my diamonds These **** out here cappin’ in their raps it don’t mean nothing Caught one of ‘em slippin, it was on him he ain’t bust it These hoes really ain’t shit every week they’re out here clubbing
Showing off their ass on the gram and out in public
RIP to Body Loc I miss you, that’s my cousin
He the one that taught me how to whip it, use the oven Stack your money right — **** turn it into something Now I am up in Neimans dropping bags on shit that’s custom Man, I can’t love these hoes — don’t even trust ‘em
Got some family plotting on me even though I love ‘em
How they forget all them struggles **** all that pain? We supposed to stick together ****, even through the rain
I’ve been in the streets, I’m in the field, I’m out here hustlin made a hundred thousand and realized that it ain’t nothing Gotta make a million so my family ain’t out struggling
I do it for the ones that hold me down and don’t want nothing
I’ve been in the streets, I’m in the field, I’m out here hustlin made a hundred thousand and realized that it ain’t nothing Gotta make a million so my family ain’t out struggling
I do it for the ones that hold me down and don’t want nothing
Been going through some things
Feel like I’m about to lose it
Don’t give a fuck if none of my family don’t share my music Taking trips to ATL, ducking feds and prison cells
Know these **** want my head
Mama said just give ‘em hell
Money saved up just for bail cause all my **** play with scales Lawyer fees ain’t really cheap, so **** go — run and tell Know the feds still watching a ****, they hope I make a sale Tryna catch me trapping in these streets, but that ship has sailed I can’t fuck with some of my family because them **** frail
Having conversations with god, why can’t they wish me well? Wouldn’t spend a dime on me, now I’m in that new Chanel 20 on my necklace came along way from the Pelle Pelle’s
Written by: Frankie Ramzy Jr
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