Hustle Up

VERSE 1

Gotta be up early, if im tryin to serve these fiends

Im a martian, not a human being.

I do what i want, dont give a fuck what anybody say

I gotta get money, every single day.

You cant keep up, my hustle game strong

get yo ass out the kitchen, you can tell you was whippin em wrong.

The trap's hot, this bitch movin and jumpin

Ima boss, I stay ballin, I stay stuntin.

I love gettin money, Im addicted to this shit

Ill take everything you got, yo money, jewels, and yo bitch.

Yo whole hood's filled with cops, but you's the main snitch

schemin to get the money, anything to make it rich.

Im in the fast lane, get mines the Donald Trump way

Ima die bout mine, i stay with that gun play.

Im back on my hustle, got the ok from Matty Meech

Now shut the fuck up, and let the boss speak.

 

CHORUS X2

No body can fuck with me, man i love my life

I will put hands on you, damn sure dont need no gun or knife.

I dont understand the deal, whats with all the hatin shit

While You handcuffin, I let the whole crew fuck my bitch.

I love to ride in that big body benz, sittin on top of some grown folk rims

Im gettin to the money, Im stackin up my ends.

Goin against me nigga, Ill erase you like you've never been

In this race for money, its fo damn sure im always gon win.

 

VERSE 2

Let me think back to '06

when Matty Meech had the realest nigga feelin like a bitch.

They go for 22, i was gettin it for the 17

look at me, a lil G, i was 17.

Born on that side of town

where dem killaz ride around.

Pull up on da block, wit a block, gon tie it down.

Pistol in my pants, and im starin like ¨fuck you¨

from the other side, where we ride like the bus do.

36 o-z's got me ridin Lexus

connect out of town, get that weed shit from Texas.

North Phoenix D-boy, deals on the yayo

double 'M' mafia, got killaz on the payroll.

Before i wrote this song

i controlled my zone

i had to feed myself, cause bitch i was on my own.

Now i push shit bigger than the president

stay in North Phoenix, thats where i place my residents.

 

CHORUS X2

No body can fuck with me, man i love my life

I will put hands on you, damn sure dont need no gun or knife.

I dont understand the deal, whats with all the hatin shit

While You handcuffin, I let the whole crew fuck my bitch.

I love to ride in that big body benz, sittin on top of some grown folk rims

Im gettin to the money, Im stackin up my ends.

Goin against me nigga, Ill erase you like you've never been

In this race for money, its fo damn sure im always gon win.

 

Verse 3

I love stayin broke

thats that shit that no one ever said

my blunt stays filled with only the best chronic smoke

like im the owner of Betty Crocker, i always got that bread.

Im screamin ¨fuck them niggas that you came wit¨

yo whole crew stay on dat lame shit.

I got no time for love, money be my main bitch

and we never talk to cops, never rat, damn sure never snitch.

Do anything just to make it rich

paid in full, they call me money mitch.

I love to hustle, boy i stay on my grind

I spit like im from the mental hospital, like i jus lost my mind.

We love being flashy, my crew always stay turnt up

got yo bitch on speed dial, cause I know she always down to fuck.

My life you wish you had, I got a bunch of expensive shit

2 lambo's, a Mercedes, got my bitch that Porsche truck

on the road to being wealthy, for now im stuck on being rich.

 

CHORUS X2

No body can fuck with me, man i love my life

I will put hands on you, damn sure dont need no gun or knife.

I dont understand the deal, whats with all the hatin shit

You handcuffin, I let the whole crew fuck my bitch.

I love to ride in that big body benz, sittin on top of some grown folk rims

Im gettin to the money, Im stackin up my ends.

Goin against me nigga, Ill erase you like you've never been

In this race for money, its fo damn sure im always gon win.

 

Verse 4

Get off my dick

double 'M'- money gang billionaire

I love rockin that Gucci spring wear

Im tryin to get some where, like i aint ever been no where

they probably suffocate tryin to breathe this indo air.

Ho, who goes there

nigga, i live there.

I run on top of water, I walk on thin air

I ride around wit that mack 10 square

thats my favorite semi automatic, shootin every where.

I dont care if authority, come by here

they get it, just like them niggas who aint from round here.

If its beef, I do something about it

before i get out it.

Its lil me, never drop the lil

Ima monsta, I always keep it straight trill, stayin 100% real.

Im so north Phoenix, you know i cant hide

you know im cuttin somethin, im spittin peroxide.