[Chorus:]
Throw a hundred n***a, get them back
Flew the whole n***a, get them back
Had to, had to do
I don't wanna go
It's a lot of money I just wanna get
Lot of money, I just got to get it
It's a lot of hoes I ain't f** yet
I can't wait to hit it
Had to wanna do [x2]
Had to, had to do [x2]
It's a lot of money in the streets I ain't got yet
Lot of b**hes in the street I ain't f** yet
Had to wanna do
Had to, had to do
Had to wanna do
Had to, had to do
It's a lot of money in the streets I ain't got yet
Lot of b**hes in the street I ain't f** yet
Had to wanna do
[Verse 1:]
Lot of money in the streets links
Am sailing in the street links
Hustling in the street link
I can't wait to get them off the block
I can't wait to get a better condo woman
I'm better off without you, I'm the presidential man
Am such a man
I could dust a man now like a dems
Man died on the flask, on the high, you don't know how he die
And am about to ride her, f** the rhino
I'm about to take the crime
I can't wait to get it
Have to, got to get it
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[Verse 2:]
Hate to hate to do
Get a pound and break it down
Got the grill going for ten
It's the strongest sh** around
I just bought a whole bag
Right before I hit the yoke
Then I sold a half a bag
And the cutie took my photo
I run through this sh** like a free b**h
On a project looking for some M pay
Then they come right back with their 4, 5
And I bail on that n***a like MJ
Too dope, cool with a bad a** b**h
She really mine, you can have that b**h
Whole lot of money, I ain't pay with cheque
No running after that, I ain't studying that b**h
Scream, pull up
Anybody got a problem, n***a pull up
Walk to the club like, what?
Better not tell now, n***a would of
Look bitty bit we made it
Even though they say we couldn't
Now everyday we living
Ain't sh** no n***as go approve it
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[Verse 3:]
I just had to do it
They say we couldn't do it always
So I just had to prove it
I just had to prove it
The only way u gonna win n***a
Is if you ain't afraid to loose it (hell no)
Hold on make me lose it
sh**, my weed got good acoustics
And my shoes be all exclusives
Boy D.O.G no let downs bro
Bullsh**s you must let that go
All that pride and all them rhymes
And when you come outside you won't let that show
See a n***a like me I gots to
Cause I feel like I speak for every real n***a breathing
Hustle hard
Growing slow to ya'll
Tragic boulevard
Any plus is better than the even
One
Oh God ya'll n***as is believing
Hustle
n***a out here spinning like a I'm teasing
Mark n***a don't give reason
Every season is hustling season
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