Mulah Marciano - HUSTLE UP

Hustle up
Hustle up, hustle up
I'm a grind and do whatever the fuck I gotta do nigga
Double M's you know how i'm rocking
What you need son? huh
Dime, dub, ounce, pound? (Cha ching, woah)
Hustle up
Just like them M's, I double up
Benjamin is my mans, we having lunch
If it's not in your hands, you outta luck
Lil mouse with the dance, I'm finna stunt
Ain't no rules for me, rather do what I want
This ain't new to me, talk gotta prove to me, test you like jewelry
Hope that the real don't start mixing with foolery
Watch me work
Nothing worse than when family make it hurt
I still feel like my parents don't know my worth
All this stress they put on me deep in the dirt
Used to wish I dead laying in the dirt
Ain't no race but my mans beat me to it first
Out here signing his sheet now he on my shirt
Put my pain in these songs make a gift with curse
I gotta gift and curse
When I spit the verse, pull up in a hearse
My first show I knew there this here was gonna work
Had the crowd going crazy they know the words
Just to hit the booth I had to rob and serve
The cops had us cuffed sitting on the curb
Bunch of wins with no losses just lesson learned
Alcohol for my scars, I let it burn
TLC with my hoes, no Lubriderm
Keep a strap for these bitches don't do the germs
Keep a strap loaded on me I grip it firm
Don't be fake caring for me like you concerned
Mulah wake up and get it go catch the worm
Member big homie told me it'll be my turn
Now it is
Look at this
I was starving no meat on my ribs
Marciano yo muscles look big ayee
Hustle up
Just like them M's, I double up
Benjamin is my mans, we having lunch
If it's not in your hands, you outta luck
Lil mouse with the dance, I'm finna stunt
Ain't no rules for me, rather do what I want
This ain't new to me, talk gotta prove to me, test you like jewelry
Hope that the real don't start mixing with foolery
Hustle up
Just like them M's, I double up
Benjamin is my mans, we having lunch
If it's not in your hands, you outta luck
Lil mouse with the dance, I'm finna stunt
Ain't no rules for me, rather do what I want
This ain't new to me, talk gotta prove to me, test you like jewelry
Hope that the real don't start mixing with foolery
Oo no he didn't, yes I did
Catch me smoking weed like a cig
Swim the Hennessy taking swigs
Finna Euro step through the pigs
On my way to Philly for a gig
When I say I'm popping like the fizz
Ain't no 9-5 for the bizz
I focus on mine, I can't worry bout his ayee, say
When I listen to them
I notice I'm better than
They speak of places that they never been
They speak of fashion they they never in
They bitch be cheating and it's evident
I can show but won't snitch on my evidence
I don't fuck with these phonies I'm celibate
Look at me, moving on up like a Jefferson ayee
Hustle up
Just like them M's, I double up
Benjamin is my mans, we having lunch
If it's not in your hands, you outta luck
Lil mouse with the dance, I'm finna stunt
Ain't no rules for me, rather do what I want
This ain't new to me, talk gotta prove to me, test you like jewelry
Hope that the real don't start mixing with foolery
Hustle up
Just like them M's, I double up
Benjamin is my mans, we having lunch
If it's not in your hands, you outta luck
Lil mouse with the dance, I'm finna stunt
Ain't no rules for me, rather do what I want
This ain't new to me, talk gotta prove to me, test you like jewelry
Hope that the real don't start mixing with foolery

Written by:
Niquel Word

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