Redd Tha Artist - Hustle Up

She dont wanna fuck wit me no more
Kuz she dont understand
I been tryna get to all this dough, and make a kouple grand
Had to hustle up so I can grow, and try to reach my plans
Afterwhile all of this work gone show, that Im the fuckin man

How many times do i have to tell you I'm not a player dude
Sittin on the sideline all the time because Im coachin fool
I know the rules
Your mind fucked, with no lube
Brain washed. with pro tools (they lying)
I'ma speak the truth and I'ma grind like I got no food
Im hungry, starving
Need it now, I guess I'm Marvin
Out of space like Im a Martian
But all my lyrics in the margins
Regardless of your fearlessness, be cautious
Dont have to be scared for him to off you
Thought he was gettin guap but then he lost it
Nigga kaught him slippin told em drop it
Didnt want to give it up so then he popped em
Me, I'm on a mission to get figures
Hustlin and I'm gettin my pockets thicker
Aint worried bout a nigga
Yea, I just wanna live
Maintain my own krib
Get high and eat ribs
Get money for real
I guess hustling's the deal
I just wanna make sure i kan take care of my family
Nothing gets me goin like words from my granny
And my people in my ear like you gone be the man, B
Im like you gotta hear my kousins, they gone win some grammies
So we aint gotta worry at all
I'ma hustlin till i die and share my riches with yall
And these lil niggas are flawed
Tryna fly before you walk but gotta start with a crawl
Im guessin you the man, dog

She dont wanna fuck wit me no more
Kuz she dont understand
I been tryna get to all this dough, and make a kouple grand
Had to hustle up so I can grow, and try to reach my plans
Afterwhile all of this work gone show, that Im the fuckin man

I said I had to hustle up
Yea i had too

She dont wanna fuck wit me no more
Kuz she dont understand
I been tryna get to all this dough, and make a kouple grand
Had to hustle up so I can grow, and try to reach my plans
Afterwhile all of this work gone show, that Im the fuckin man

Know that I be grinding and the rillo be fitted
Officer its a cigar, just got green tint in it
They be hatin on me, I just keep on living
I swear that I am a soldier so it aint no limit
Soaring straight to the top
With no plan to stop
I'ma blow up like a fuckin nuke dude
With a big ass cloud thats a mushroom
Aftershock, baby here comes the fumes

Written by:
TUDARRIO WILLIS

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