Hustle Hard

(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle) Same old shit, just a different day Out here tryna get it, each and every way Momma need a house, baby need some shoes Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard Big bank in my pocket Double up with my profit See this shit than I cop it Gimme that there and than drop it Homie, hold up with my mojo Peep the whip and the logo Twenty four's and they low pro I bet she fucking, I know so Nigga ain't no doubt about it Riding round with that rocket Load it up and I cock it Send bout a couple off in your noggen And hear them eight o' eights and they knocking Whole club and they rocking Rose in them buckets All my homies up in here vibing Nigga big shit in my household Real niggas I die for Creeping off in that Tahoe All about their Delagione Nigga don't stop the party We be getting naughty Old kimosabe homie's chiefing cause I'm Marley Same old shit, just a different day Out here tryna get it, each and every way Momma need a house, baby need some shoes Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard Okay now, all I know is hustle Get it off the muscle Black is my attire Keep them sticks off in that cupboard nigga I be going hard, bitch I'm going hard I just hit the mall You just swipe the card I'm with a couple Latin broads I just do menage f******u other guys p***y telling lies Homie, free my nigga AD Fuck yopu niggas pay me Swagging in my saline Two door coupe Mercedes I am too much for you buster's Bitches I don't trust em Fuck em once, I fuck em Lust em never love em They won't play me for no sucker, play me for no paper Make my bitches stomp her Alpha zeta mega, better no-one really on it Drive it, bet I own it Money is involved, better know I'm on it That's wording to my mother Gotta get it one way or another I put that on my brother I'm out here on the come up But it's Same old shit, just a different day Out here tryna get it, each and every way Momma need a house, baby need some shoes Times are getting hard, guess what I'ma do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard --- Hustle Hard - Ace Hood