(Verse 1)
1000 ways just to hustle
Time to get up on my grind
Kuz Nobody gon give ya shit
So I'm always gon get mine
Kuz I'm to hungry for money
All these bitches they love me
All these n***as they hate me
Kuz they know they can't phase me
Instead of hating my n***a you should get on yo hustle instead blamin others for u being a broke mothafucka..all I know is get money and all I do is spend money so we don't we don't talk the same language if you don't speak money kuz Every morning that I wake up I fye a blunt and count my money..then I make some plays bekuz I need to get some mo money...I'm talking lotta money, Ben frank..designer on smelling like dank...shades on kuz my eyes to chank...Tryna stop me( what the fuck u thank) Im Guerrilla Mobbing till the end.. this wasn't overnight I took a couple loses just to gain a win
Kuz I came from the struggle
Got some money made it double
When I came out the woon a young n***a always been up on the hustle!

(Hook)
I grew up the on the hustle
All I know bout is the hustle
25/8 u can always catch me on the hustle
Gettin money from the hustle
Me & crew on the hustle
These haters ain't gettin no money instead of hating get up on your hustle,hustle,hustle...what they know about the hustle,hustle,hustle

(Verse 2)
They don't see the struggle
From many nights I hustle
Now when I travel I got Bally on my duffle
Im stacking chips no lays
Blowing ounces of purple haze
Making plays kuz a young n***a always on the paper chase I be...
Stuffin cash in my socks gotta n***a money walking
Grill in my mouth gotta n***a money talking
These hoes on my dick but I know they money stalking
So I just smash em and leave em then it's back to money talking
Kuz couple racks not enough for me
Tryna take care of my family
Im gettin money with my crew kuz those n***as that came in the game wit me
These n***as lame to me
They can't hang with me
They wasn't there thru the struggle at the bottom wit me
Can't get a dollar from me
I tell em get on ya hustle
You a lightweight talkin bout u flexin muscle
You ain't even got baby muscle you weak
You ain't even gettin paper you cheap
Hustle hard kuz my crew play for keep
Story of a hustler so watch this hustler speak
I be mobbing n***a
My crew wylin n***a
Stacking dollars n***a
No Change
We Don't sleep n***a
We ain't weak n***a
Kuz Err day we always on the hustle
(Hook)