Hustle (Rich Gang)

Lyrics

[Hook: Birdman] Give the world to my lil niggas Show the world my lil niggas I came up with my lil niggas And I showed nothing but them young niggas that money Hustle, hustle, hustle Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle Give the world to my lil niggas Show the world my lil niggas Put in work with my lil niggas Seeing nothing but them young niggas with money Hustle, hustle, hustle Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle [Verse 1] Lil nigga, big money, big Fuck with you can't hear no feelings Before I met Bird, I had millions Fuck a rocker deal, my niggas still out here drug dealing Fuck these rap niggas, we gon' take these niggas' lunch These niggas asking for it but this ain't what you want None of them haters imagine me here, all of 'em mad cause I'm the man of the year I don't give no fuck about it, take up the hatred up out of my ill Get it up out of my mind, I can't have a good time when you here All of my niggas is dying, I wish that I could rewind I sent 'em back to that Ghost, all of these bitches been asking for more All of my niggas I'm gold, [?] I'm telling you man I feel you the most [Hook: Birdman] Give the world to my lil niggas Show the world my lil niggas I came up with my lil niggas And I showed nothing but them young niggas that money Hustle, hustle, hustle Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle Give the world to my lil niggas Show the world my lil niggas Put in work with my lil niggas Seeing nothing but them young niggas with money Hustle, hustle, hustle Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle [Verse 2] Look, what's happening with you? Bitch I been eating Thinking that she sweet boy, [?] I jeopardising me just so my fam can have it easy I think before I do so all my actions have a reason Trapping for something extra Ratchets on my dresser