(Ayo, CamJ, you got another one)

(Fire this bitch up, Hulk, gang)

I be hustlin'

How you hate on me and we was both stuck? We was in the same boat

Police hit my street and I had to run, turned to Usain Bolt

I would fit the description if I got caught, I was wearin' the same coat

Shawty be talkin' that shit since he got a deal, **** ass still broke

**** ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Huh)

Can't name one time that you caught me down bad and **** ain't bust my gun

Bitches be lyin', talkin' 'bout a kid, I only know one and that's Milan

Tell the DA she can miss me goin' to jail, bitch, I'ma go on the run

Fuck these bitches, I know how they treated me, yeah, pop that pussy right now

Keep on hustlin'

I don't know if it's love or lustin'

Started from the bottom, I came from nothin'

Spent a hundred K in thirty days like it wasn't nothin'

Came up, I was breakin' into cars, L-O-V-E

Sorry for breakin' your heart, sorry for leavin' you scarred

My daughter, she need me, so I ain't got no choice but to go hard

If we get pulled over and they find a gun, would you take my charge?

Would you do time for me? Ah-ah, would you do time for me?

All it takes is one call, ah-ah, these **** slidin' for me

Shooters get paid to spin, ah-ah, but they'll slide for free

Tell that bitch-ass rapper not too long, you can't hide from me

**** know where I be at

Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Where you at?

In Lithonia in my Scat

White Charger, hood black

I brought my whole hood back

I was sellin' weed when Lo just hit me like he got crack

**** talkin' gangster, but it's okay, they gon' get whacked

Bitch playin' bougie, but it's okay, she gon' get smacked

Wrist kinda new, but it's okay, it's gon' keep smackin'

But it's okay

Keep on hustlin'

I don't know if it's love or lustin'

Started from the bottom, I came from nothin'

Spent a hundred K in thirty days like it wasn't nothin'

Came up, I was breakin' into cars, L-O-V-E

Sorry for breakin' your heart, sorry for leavin' you scarred

My daughter, she need me, so I ain't got no choice but to go hard

If we get pulled over and they find a gun, would you take my charge?

Brand-new Glock, Gen5, wide-body, big tires

Spit in your mouth while we be fuckin', I know we got soul ties

**** droppin' like flies

Give a shout out to all my opps, all them **** gon' die

**** cliquin' up

Heard he ridin' 'round in a foreign, shoot the Bentley up

A foreign

Young boy throw they pistols up

If the ho wasn't goin' back then, I bet she'll fuck

If the ho wasn't goin' back then

Keep on hustlin'

Don't know if it's— or lustin'

Ame from nothin'

Spent a hundred K in thirty days like it wasn't nothin'