Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hustlin, artist - Tee Grizzley.
Date of issue: 07.11.2018
Song language: English
Hustlin |
Livin' backwards 'cause I’m tryna keep heat in my home |
But the streets cold so I could never leave the heat at home (Bah) |
Pops said these streets don’t love you |
These streets gon' judge you, they’ll eat you alive, my nigga (They'll trick |
you) |
So when I got locked up (Huh?), and I ain’t hear from you (Huh?) |
Don’t trip, I wasn’t even surprised, my nigga (Man you don’t fuck with me) |
If you get killed, these streets won’t miss you (Huh?) |
These streets’ll forget you, they’ll eat you alive, my nigga (Don't let 'em |
trick you, bruh) |
So when Pops got killed (Yeah), and you ain’t hit the funeral (Yeah) |
You know I wasn’t even surprised, my nigga (You don’t fuck with us) |
Cuz tryna get that time back, them bitches overdid it (They did too much) |
When we catch the nigga that ratted, we gon' overkill him (He finished) |
From overlooked to overbook, niggas thought I was finished (Haha) |
Can’t handle that bag, don’t take it, my nigga, know your limits (Know your |
limits) |
Before you jump into some shit, you gotta know what’s in it |
You gon' get money, but you gotta assess what you riskin' (You understand) |
If you get it all off, you gon' make a million |
If you get caught, you gon' get out of prison when you 60 (Ready for that, boy?) |
So ask yourself what you gon' do (What you gon' do?) |
Don’t wanna get a job, you think you too cool (That's what you think?) |
But them niggas with the jobs (They the real GOAT’s) |
Is the ones who get to raise they kids, watch 'em graduate from school (Ah) |
My people see me with them M’s, livin' good |
To us, that’s like seein' a mansion in the hood (Swear) |
It’s niggas that I love but I had to shake |
Save everybody, bro I wish I could, but I can’t, nigga |
I (I), I was hustlin' (Hustlin') |
I done finally found my way out (Finally found my way out) |
Because I could not stay off of them streets (No) |
I didn’t expect no one to go and do some shit for me (Yeah) |
I didn’t know what to do and everything went numb |
But I knew until I got that money, I couldn’t go home, yeah |
I (I), I been hustlin' (yeah) |
I’m just tryna find my way out (Tryna find my way out) |
Because I-I, can’t stay off of them streets (No) |
And no one’s, doin' nothin' for me |