Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On My Hustle, artist - The Mekanix
Date of issue: 02.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On My Hustle |
A young bossy nigga, still a saucy nigga |
Put a fork in me done, yep cross me nigga |
Doping it, ask motherfucker, ya heard |
Half these niggas is out here rapping, man these niggas is nerds |
I don’t put that on, that’s my word |
Go crazy from the first, second verse to the third |
I was on syrup sipping, kissing the smoke |
Coke white Aeromax in Oakland |
If my back and hip poking, then there’s scratch to be broken |
I need cash on delivery, sign the package and open |
Out here on my, you know just how a nigga be |
Put a nigga on I.E., act like he don’t remember me |
It don’t cost a dime to stay out of mind |
So seven won’t mind 'cause you out of time |
Racks, I ain’t talking 'bout |
I was in the game |
I’mma fly fly shit nigga |
Ridin' round checkin' my traps (checkin' my traps) |
All of this ballin' baby (swish) |
Put a real nigga on the map (okay, okay) |
And life’s too short to be playin' with it |
I was born too mac (you ain’t know bitch, too short) |
Now I’m a go-getter 'cause my palms stay itchin' |
Gotta get that scratch |
On my hustle |
Uh, uh, on it like a |
On my hustle |
On my hustle |
Uh, uh, on it like a |
On my hustle |
Young nigga dreams tryin' to ride up in the Phantom (skrr) |
I’m on TV like damn near every channel |
Hoppin' off the mabtel with flavor haters can’t handle |
Fliest on the planet her pussy in Tropicana (juicy) |
Fresh Nicki, Nicki, I’m taking pictures with Iggy |
Me and all my team we gon' split the green fifty-fifty |
Shorty say she missed me I’m pullin' up in a hurry |
Smokin' like a hippy, you haters hate, I ain’t worried |
Aww shit, got me in the mix |
Need ten million 'fore I turn twenty six |
Boss up, burn up, gotta stack dough |
Kicks retro, never let 'em see you sweat though |
Ay, been a one from the get go |
On the road to the top taking steps |
I’m a pimp, on my own, fuck your mine |
Heartbreak kid, you gon' see me on my grind |
Cup server, certified money getter |
Wig splitter, I ain’t scared of no nigga |
Runnin' through these checks 'till I get a million |
I just keep stackin' like it’s no ceilin' |
These broke niggas stuck up in their feelin’s |
I could really give a fuck what you want, dude |
All I know is that new hundred dollar bills blue |
And to this game I done stayed true |
Keep a banger on me never been a rooty poot |
Some of you niggas is sweeter than some froot loops |
Fuck 'em all, 'cause tomorrow I’mma buy a coupe |
Lil' nigga gettin' money like I’m playin' hoop |
To my niggas throw that alley-oop |
I’m really ballin' on you niggas |
Point guard, I’m a starter on you niggas |
Pussy fiendin' I can on you niggas |