Hustle

[Intro]
Yeah
I was just goddamn, uh, I was just sittin' here
Early in the mornin', it was like ten
And I was talkin' to my wife and I was just tryna say to myself

[Chorus]
Ooh, I can't go like that, I can't lose, I'm automatic
One from Memphis, pistol swervin' in coupes
And I done been through so much pain, I can't patch up my bruise
I ain't gon' drop me a mixtape in the app
I'm gon' get high as **** in the Phantom, I ain't gon' miss out with my brother
Tell your mama, say that I love her, I'm gettin' rich on these mother****ers
And I'm gon' ball hard, I go, wait, and tell my grandfather I'm handsome
Tell 'em people that I make millions, you ain't even gotta tell 'em that I bust

[Verse]
Go tell 'em I came up, had nannies, just had faked in my plan
Go tell 'em I come with no notice
They know that I'm chosen, don't know if they tryna man
Grandma died, I lost my hand, and lost my Lord from all I needed
Go tell 'em I cash out them coupes, I remember ridin' in that game
And we came and we hop out and ready to shoot
That nigga shot fifty, I popped at his top
And I knocked off his lip, by the tooth
And I **** with lil' shorty and I trust in lil' shorty
To add me one more to the group
Try to hide from the cameras, they got me on boot
My suit is fittin', not wearin' no type Cartier
I'm an angel, Vinci my shoe
Takin' a bitch from up out of the ratchets of matter
And tell her to buy her one new
I'm not closin' my eye, no snooze, no lie
I'm not closin' my eye on that bitch, I know food
They gon' up with the fire, whenever I'm turnin' my back
I'll let the bitch slide 'round the ho' town, inside a big Maybach
That nigga stuck in my back, why you do it like that?
Take it a minute, I do it like that
Turn up the bass, how you do it like that?
Cartier, ayy, he do it like that
Tell me now how you do it like that
Bitch move wrong, she'll never come back
Cartier ring, I ain't do it like that
Fly out to Spain, I'll do it like that
One-million cash, I'ma do it like that
Me and lil' bang in the mom like that, I don't **** with these niggas
Five, big slime, I'ma get 'em all whacked, all I do is say "Slatt"
Ho' tryna slide me somethin' and I had to get a bag
And you know I had to do it like that
Know I got a bag and they only wanna send me back
Nigga, don't touch my pack, I got K2 up inside of a pamper

[Chorus]
Ooh, I can't go like that, I can't lose, I'm automatic
One from Memphis, pistol swervin' in coupes
And I done been through so much pain, I can't patch up my bruise
I ain't gon' drop me a mixtape in the app
I'm gon' get high as **** in the Phantom, I ain't gon' miss out with my brother
Tell your mama, say that I love her, I'm gettin' rich on these mother****ers
And I'm gon' ball hard, I go, wait, and tell my grandfather I'm handsome
Tell 'em people that I make millions, you ain't even gotta tell 'em that I bust