Hustlenomics (Intro)

Lyrics

[Intro: Joc's Dad (Yung Joc)] Ya see son, there's a lot of goddamn things dat im good at (um-hm) And hustling is one of 'em, dat's all I've ever did (yeah) Ya know what im sayin' , y-y-you gotta know when, to sell the Mercedes back to the Benz U see, d-d-dat's some classic shit (right) Ya see, cuz im da flip of da flippa See dey called me Flippa when i was comin up (Flippa) If u ain't got no name in these streets, you ain't gon' be shit son (right) Now see, you done made a name for yourself doing your own kinda hustlenomics U see what I'm saying? Dat what This game is all about, hustlenomics son (yeah) Now see-s-s-see, muthafucking nigga gon' try to trick me Outta some change that I already muthafucking made And it happened to be some change that I done put on him You see? Now I'm whooping his ass with his own shit See them hustlenomics (yeah), them hustlenomics See you gotta know how to flip (well lemme talk to 'em dad) You flip, that's why they called me Flippa son [Verse 1:] My momma was a hustla (yeah) My daddy was too They both played the streets, did what they had to do (do) Thats all I've ever known, I guess to say its in my veins My daddy ran numbers (dollas) and he sold cocaine My momma sold the weed, that's all I've ever seen her do (i seen her) I seen her smoke a lil hard, but that's between me and you (shhhh...) Now the question stands, "Joc, what's ya hustle nigga?" Plan my work and work my plan, that's my hustle nigga (hustle nigga) [Bridge: Radio Personality (Yung Joc)] I mean listen (I'm listening) By no means, ways, shapes, or form of fashion (right) Do I mean to ah, you know, slander your character, or offend you (I mean it's okay, say it) But, you know, what sets you aside from all the other quote unquote hustlers? I mean, I'm hearing this terminology or should I say this new ? you using (right) Hustle-nomics (hustlenomics, that's right) Could you do me a favor (what's up) If you don't mind, if you have the time to Joc, (okay) Can you elaborate (I see, well lemme talk to 'em shawty) [Verse 2:] Well lemme spell my name, it's H-U-S-T-L-E You wanna know the smell of money, well, hell smell me Yall niggas don't understand, yall nigga hooked on phonics Well me, on the other hand, I'm hooked on hustlenomics I buy the work really cheap, mark it up a couple hunnid Take my re-up, re-invest, while yall suckers out there stunting Wondering what I do, partner mind ya own biz I ain't finna play witcha, i got my own kids [Outro: Joc's Dad] Boy I'm so proud of you Boy I tell ya, takin after my own heart, see ha! Goin platinum and everything like that See, ya daddy was born platinum, boy And I'm gon' die platinum, huh Way to go Joc