Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NOOK Turner
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Byrd, Katrina Taylor, Melvin Noble
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Platzus
Mastering Engineer
G.Beatz
Producer
Lyrics
Oo-ooh, yea-ah
Wah, ah, ah, aaah
Put ya hustle first yea
W-a-a-a-ah
When you notice that thangs won’t change
And your **** ain’t actin the same
Your bitch start running games
But you gotta remain the same
For the grind I gotta get it yea-ah
Go get the dollar **** I’ma maintain
Move around if you ain’t tryna work
Cause I’ma put my hustle first
I’ma hustle until they know me
Fuck talkin’ you gotta show me
Put my dreams to the side for **** that tried to hoe me
When ya pockets get low I bet you they leave you lonely
Now I stay a step ahead and bread is my only homie
Seen my mama go through too much
Scrapping to get a few bucks
Or anything she had to get me up on that school bus
I refuse to see my seeds not see they daddy succeed
That’s why I gotta go so hard hitting the pavement until it bleed
The real ones I know they feel me they understandin’ the pain
Sacrifice all you got for a **** and then he change
And then a bitch will have the nerves to set you up for some change
Then she crying at your funeral actin’ like she yo main
They hate on you when you living and love you when you ain’t breathing
That’s why I wake up in the morning and hustle until the evening
Last night I had a dream I was a broke ****
I hopped up looked in the mirror and said no ****, hustle first
When you notice that thangs won’t change
And your **** ain’t actin the same
Your bitch start running games
But you gotta remain the same
For the grind I gotta get it yea-ah
Go get the dollar **** I’ma maintain
Move around if you ain’t tryna work
Cause I’ma put my hustle first
Trina, for my bitches that be boosting clothes
Three baby daddies they tryna reach them bigger goals, bigger goals
Every Saturday you headed to a funeral
But keep yo head up you almost there you cannot fold, don’t fold
Yo hustle is all you got
Winnin’ the only option losin’ is not, naw
All you get is one shot execute the plot
Don’t depend on no **** bang and stash your own pot, get money
Yah B-Be a queen with a dream.
Don’t let these **** slide in you everything ain’t what it seems
He hustle for a minute then he put you on his team
Now you stop grinding
Now he playin’ with the green
**** slick out here
Keep faith in yourself and don't have no fear
I be grinding ‘til the death of me I solemnly swear
Breakin’ generational curses that’s it I swear, Trina
When you notice that thangs won’t change
And your **** ain’t actin the same
Your bitch start running games
But you gotta remain the same
For the grind I gotta get it yea-ah
Go get the dollar **** I’ma maintain
Move around if you ain’t tryna work
Cause I’ma put my hustle first
When you notice that thangs won’t change
And your **** ain’t actin the same
Your bitch start running games
But you gotta remain the same
For the grind I gotta get it yea-ah
Go get the dollar **** I’ma maintain
Move around if you ain’t tryna work
Cause I’ma put my hustle first
Put ya hustle first ye-ah
Wah, ah, ah, aaah
Written by: Charles Byrd, Katrina Taylor, Melvin Noble, Charles Darius Byrd, Katrina Taylor