[Hook]
I gotta get it, hustle
I gotta get a grip
I gotta get it, hey
I gotta get it, hustle
I gotta get a grip
I gotta get it, hey
[Verse 1]
Product of my environment, no need for the sawed off
Lost some homies to the state, and some fell off
Motivated by hatred, bred a made boss
Connect city gon bless me, now I'm well off
Keep one in the chamber, don't want to set it off
I ain't tryna go back, don't want to let it off
Lord to my own blood, but yeah my feelings crossed
Feds tapping on the line, watch how they talk
Money conquers all but everything is built from blood
When the struggle finally end I'm taking off these gloves
No mercy for the weak I'm coming out the mud
Travel down the interstate, until my bitches up
Life's a lesson, so let's get understood
The more your grit, the more they want from you
Keep your hustle on point like that .45
Imma get to the money, that's my 9 to 5
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Gettin alone the cash, this define your own
Hard knocks of life, I'm clutching on this chrome
[?] always good to move alone
Cold sweats got me up, turn my hustle on
Baby up stressing, I ain't giving her the wood
Long as I'm counting every hour, just know we're good
Money takes over me like I wish you could
Take my mind off the streets, think you did enough
Long nights and long days, I lived them out
More debt then more pay, I should probably drown
Keep playing with my money, I'm outside your house
[?]
Save your boy for the impression, yeah that's word of mouth
If the stakes bid high, I still cause em out
So used to your stalling, gonna count me out
Cause when it comes to this money I'm willing to put you down