[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
I'm the first mother fucker on the block for the cheese
And be the last mother fucker to leave
Willie D he said it best
Just a ghetto boy, moving with my metal toy
Gotta get them dolla's
Bust my metal for the cheddah' boy
Catch me in the spot
Cooking and cutting serving the yola
Post up on the corner, you want it? [I got it come and holla]
Tryna rob my partners, we coming homie we got them choppers
Hanging out impalas with shotty's, knock your life out ya body
All about a dolla right, now I'm every bitches type
Now they wanna holla so I knock 'em, let 'em swallow pipe
Back to my money yeah, gotta get my money right
Look, this dogg gotta eat
I can't have no more hungry nights
A lot of n***as starving hard so they tend to steal and rob
I just hustle, hustle until a n***a livin large
And all a n***a know is to bang and ball
Moving with my MAC-10 ducking the law

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
Now put my gat to the seam on my jeans
I be clockin' like a watch you never seen
I wake up in the morning blowing doja countin' green
That's a grinders every day routine
The people say hey Mr. Hustle Man, hey Mr. Hustle Man
How can we get it like you? (The people say)
Hey Mr. Hustle Man, hey Mr. Hustle Man
Wish I had a hustle like you
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Get a bird, bust it down
Feds knock, flush it down
N***as snitchin, hushy now
.45 crush his crown
I'm on some get money shit and I'm real with it
I'm on my grind, bitch, tryna get a meal ticket
Look, these fake rap n***as steady fabricating
He said he got a 100 ki's, he exaggerating
Look, I'm not a hater, Jay Rock congratulating
Real n***as who getting money and paper chasin'
Look, I'm on the ave. I gets cash
Hit the mall, pop tags
Zoom through, new coupe top back
Wipe me down, my big Glock is cocked back
I'll shoot you down
Suwoo, n***as know how I move around
N***as talk but when I pop up, look, it's not a sound
That's how it is when they talk behind your back
They nothin' but some hoes, that's a fact

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
Now put my gat to the seam on my jeans
I be clockin' like a watch you never seen
I wake up in the morning blowing doja countin' green
That's a grinders every day routine
The people say hey Mr. Hustle Man, hey Mr. Hustle Man
How can we get it like you? (The people say)
Hey Mr. Hustle Man, hey Mr. Hustle Man
Wish I had a hustle like you