Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Love with the Hustle, artist - Curren$y. Date of issue: 01.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
In Love with the Hustle |
| Sucka niggas can’t wear they nice watches out |
| To these spots where we smoke pot park the low riders outside was receiving no |
| love |
| No hookup, no plug boy whatchu' thought this was |
| Shorts in the water, landmines in the mud |
| The rhymes is the drugs so they can’t lock me up |
| Medical prescription for the bud, I need it |
| It’s like breathing I do it without thinking, it’s like blinking |
| Closer to second nature the game is first person |
| Hop out & left my doors open on purpose |
| My interior perfect want you to see what i’m working with |
| Some of the coolest niggas ever done it |
| Dirty south flow though all the hoes love it |
| Thirty-thousand dollars on luggage |
| Blue-baby couldn’t find where the coke is |
| Baby you ain’t seen nun |
| When the center bag coming we’ll be really stuntin' |
| I’m just in love with the hustle |
| She love me but i’m just in love with the hustle |
| Levis, there the hustle in my jeans no slim fit |
| Parallel park with a slim bitch, slim thick |
| Grew up like me independent, no pops, no air lil nigga no drop she a straight |
| shooter |
| Rest of the game flex on her like Lex Luger |
| Dates to the shooting range let her bust the rugger |
| I don’t @ & my niggas don’t play |
| Some niggas throw dollars other niggas throw shade |
| It’s that plastic steel fresh out the plastic |
| Trill ones love it & the lames can’t grasp it |
| Used to keep my billfold tucked in my socks |
| Kilo, half o', five flavors for the block travel light |
| Them other niggas really ain’t whitcha' |
| Every chance they get wanna pose for the picture |
| Time equals money so I don’t like to move out my seat if I can’t get whitcha' |
| Some of the coolest niggas ever done it |
| Dirty south flow though all the hoes love it |
| Thirty-thousand dollars on luggage |
| Blue-baby couldn’t find where the coke is |
| Baby you ain’t seen nun |
| When the center bag coming we’ll be really stuntin' |
| I’m just in love with the hustle |
| She love me but i’m just in love with the hustle |
| I know they out there hoping that I fall off but fuck y’all |
| Money all through my call log i’m a young gawd |
| Probably get it checked out the game because I ball hard |
| Got yo chick playing with my stick like she on Star Wars |
| Looking for the bag every city that i’m in |
| Came in game face on show me where dem chips |
| Pour the money in the front so it’s easy for me to dip |
| Got all my chains on every time I hit the strip |
| I can tell them clowns that you brought whitcha' |
| My game so tight try and steal it it’s gone pinch you |
| Everyday I keep it G noting less nigga |
| Some of the coolest niggas ever done it |
| Dirty south flow though all the hoes love it |
| Thirty-thousand dollars on luggage |
| Blue-baby couldn’t find where the coke is |
| Baby you ain’t seen nun |
| When the center bag coming we’ll be really stuntin' |
| I’m just in love with the hustle |
| She love me but i’m just in love with the hustle |