Hustla Prolems

Damn, baby, you make me feel so good, ayy Cause you're the one I hustle for I just wanna go get more Since you, dropped in my account I love this amount It makes me wanna get more of you I knew I had to stay down I was making my rounds So I could get more close to you Each and every day Trappin' to get ahold of you Them plucks was calling me On both phones, I ain't know what to do Plays I couldn't miss Had bills and rent was overdue You ain't never felt like this What is a hustla supposed to do Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Moving through the city You know I had it with me Ever since Casino passed it wont no showin' pity If bro was here right now We popping bottles, gettin' litty In a foreign whip with foreign biddies Showin' titties This money getting older They say I'm getting colder I just got some shit up on my shoulders Like a boulder And I'ma hold it down just like Pimp C I thought I told you Thanks to Rubio Cause if lil buddy trip Then I could fold him I mean, I'll show you the ropes I mean, I sold so much dope I mean, I left that with Stro Way before I hit the road It was Family Tithes or nothing Ain't no way I'd let that go Thanks to FrankieFromTheTrap We got Baila up on them hoes And it's J-RoK on this beat And you know that shit ain't sweet And I gotta mention Beach He send me beats like every week I'm committed to this money When I sleep she in my sheets And I'm married to the money She the only one for me And I love you I love you And I need you And I need you You the one I hustle for Damn, Y'all know I ain't scared to have fun with y'all, yeah She know I love her though That's some real ass shit Most loyal bitch I got is my money