godfather of harlem - hustle, repeat lyrics
[chorus]
i get money, hustle, repeat
i get money, hustle, repeat
i get money, hustle, repeat
i get money, hustle, repeat
[verse]
fitting all is what the things won
you gotta die to get your streams up
streets will f+ck your dreams up
i was ready for war, i got my cream up
they couldn’t do nothing with me, they had to team up
treat the shottie like scottie, i had to beam up
i’ve done a lot, and i’ve seen much
another year, that’s a million clutch
in extreme rush, in them foreigns or the mean trucks
fake tough guys, n+ggas really trim puffs
i get you back dirty, wrinkle your jeans up
when your life ain’t right, you don’t mean much
you put the knife in right, you get a clean cut
yeah, hopefully, i hit the artery
i supposed to be high i gotta be
if you live to see thirty, you hit the lottery
and i don’t need you to hit a b+tton to follow me
[chorus]
i get money, hustle, repeat
i get money, hustle, repeat
i get money, hustle, repeat
i get money, hustle, repeat
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