[Hook]
n***a ask about me
Yeah, yeah, n***a ask about me
I'm a hustler, I'm a - I'm a hustler, homey
I'm a hustler, I'm a - I'm a hustler, homey
[Verse 1]
I'm a hustler, I'm a - I'm a hustler homey
I got the product, narcotics for the customers, homey
Fiend's open, they be smoking like a muffler, homey
n***as phony so I only got a couple of homies
If you a hustler I could - I could f** with you, homey
You spend a couple of bucks I'll stay in touch with you, homey
I get money I get 20 a K, I got 20 strips all doing 20 a day - ay!
I get cake from buds and haze: I'm making dubs
They hating cause I'm on the grind like I'm making love
With cops, got the block hot like a Jamaican clubs
Cop weight, wait for a drought and then make it flood
Try to take my cake you gonna take a slug
But you can take my information if you taking d**
'Cause I could sell Raid to a bug
I'm a hustler: I can sell salt to a slug
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I'm married to the game, same bride just a new groom
I do more then just do tunes
Cause my bills come in too soon, my son gonna be 2 soon
Royalty checks come like once in a blue moon
But I'm getting my dough from doing shows
I made more dough on the grind than going gold
That's why I stay fly and I'm 'flage-ing on hoes
Floss is so cool: in Austin no shoes
Just a rubberband on my wrist, no j**els
I ain't got to prove I'm rich, I'm no fool
I know the rules and I ain't got time for it
But a n***a will shine, when it's time for it
And they will hate you deal with the real cake
And they on the corner from morning to real late
I deal weight and if you ba*tards doubt me
I'm a hustler: ask about me
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Yeah, paid, you got save, don't be spending the change
In 5th grade I was hustling my Genesis games
I was dumb, young - selling chewing gum to my cla**mates
On the cash chase moving at a fast pace
Never been a dummy, never did what the dummies do
So I had a mill' to burn before I turned 22
"More money, more problems" is true
Because the more money I make, the more problems for you
Yeah, I used dude's voice: props to the boy Shawn
He made it a hot line, I made a hot song
So, stop drawing, man, you got to respect it
I'm the best: Swizz got to perfect it, don't mess with
C-A-double-S-I-D-Y
Cause I became the best when B-I-G died
The Kid do it big like P-U-N
Cause I'm nice P-A-C with the P-E-N