Out Here

Lyrics

[Chorus] Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me [Interlude: C-Bo] "All day, all night, everyday of the week to survive, yeah, what." [Verse 1: C-Bo] Yeah, I'm up early like six in the morn' And for my nigg's in the pen, we dips in the morn' I'm knowin' the consequences for hustlin' is worth But still these streets I work and hustle for what it's worth Been strugglin' since birth, put a man in the dirt If I feel that he's the reason that my plan didn't worked It's a must that I get paid, we takе no chances Kidnap or ransom, but that's another episodе I step it up with moguls, we gettin' money You ain't seen how the Benz or the Humm' sit, dummy (Yeah) Shit, this block money yummy, and we still hungry Fifteen more mistakes ain't gonna feed my homies 'Cause whenever that boat sink, you gon' need the homies When you back to square one, back in the hood You gon' need to work, and a sack with the goods You gon' need to turk, come back, you in hoods, nigga [Chorus] Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me [Verse 2: Spice 1] Baby wanna kick it, we can hustle 'til the sunrise Ballin' to the One-Time, catch me in my Hummer ridin' Shit, I done had the same clothes on for 'bout four days But they cost like a three piece suit, it's tailor made Hair half braided, hella howl? with my pants saggin' In the streets all night, thuggin', hustlin' and smashin' For my dreams, it seems some niggas wanna be broke Dependin' on they baby mama just to keep 'em afloat But fuck that shit, a nigga gotta run the streets with his thugs Baby, I'll be back, I need to politickin' this club Networkin' and tires chirpin', I'm stickin' and movin' Thuggin' and hustlin' at the same time, ridin' for lootin' You know how niggas is, man, we like crabs in a bucket Pull each other down, tryna come up, fuck it It's nothin', I hustle 'til the sun come up And do my th-thug dizzle if these punks run up, straight hustlin' [Chorus] Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me [Verse 3: C-Bo] They say his daddy ain't been around He packed up, he done left, he live outta town They don't know but it's six to five for the pound Twelve to five for a brick if you buy it now, that's on the low I'm in the streets 'cause it's all I got It wasn't college that made me, I learned from the block Don't let 'em tell you your pops wasn't nothin', listen, you can learn somethin' If you old enough and you hear this then burn somethin' I'm a hustla boy, I'ma tell you how it is Before they come and bend the truth, I'ma say it again I'm a hustla boy, with two hoes in two cities And every time I see 'em, they each bringin' me ten That's in thousands for y'all niggas that ain't street Tryna stack a mountain, it ain't money, it ain't me Don't worry about it 'cause I'm out gettin' dollars It's just yo' mama that don't want us to holla, I'm tryna let you know [Chorus] Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me Out here busy hustling, out here hustling I gotta make it for you, I gotta make it for me