Hustling over everything


you can call me what you want, but better call me correct
I'm hustler so please give my respect.
it's M/O/E untill the death of me
a young hustling chick to I D/I/E
these niggas try to play me but
they always pay me cuz
in this life there aint nothing for free
so you aint nutting for free
im tryna ball to i fall
shop to i drop
count money to i faint
i hate banks, i need stacks on deck
I'm a hustler so please give me my respect.

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