Lyrics

When you had to do it for yourself And you couldn't ask nobody It felt good didn't it Yea I got it all from the grind I got it all from the hustle It's only money on my mind I made peace from the puzzle And now everybody eating Ain't nobody in the way I'm getting money wit my people So we can put it in ya face I ain't stressin I been on the hustle Workin wit the weight so you can see the muscle Whoo i'm getting bigger than whoever thought Whoo I mean so big that I can barely walk I mean i'm leanin from the drinkin I'ma do it all night and be the reason that you sleep in Another sip from the bottle Another chick thats a model At least that's what she say she is But I ain't even trippin though The cup that I been chuggin got her lookin like a centerfold And lookin through these Kennith Coles She lookin hella brighter than the beams on a vehicle Gotta roll up on her All this drank that I been sippin Might just slip into a coma Bout to strike while the iron hot Have fun wit her then consider how to put her out I got it all from the grind I got it all from the hustle It's only money on my mind I made peace from the puzzle And now everybody eating Ain't nobody in the way I'm getting money wit my people So we can put it in ya face Okay now let my show you how to work it right Do it all day and stack ya money to the perfect height And, if you got it from a struggle Don't ever let nobody ever tell you bout ya hustle And I mean anybody And mean anybody Really, you can shut yo ass up This a never ending race and you ain't never fixin to pass us Yeah, I know alot for my age huh Stand for or fall for ain't nothing really change up And, I know it's kinda strange but It's money on the line and I don't think it's trying to hang up Every call I be taking that I been workin way too hard to have it taken back Hard work pays off i'm trying to see some cash I been through it all and you don't even know the half I got it all from the grind I got it all from the hustle It's only money on my mind I made peace from the puzzle And now everybody eating Ain't nobody in the way I'm getting money wit my people So we can put it in ya face
Writer(s): Marques Neely Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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