[Verse 1: YFN I was down, shit was say he got them bags, but that shit hot, yeah All we is lay 'em down, yeah we gon' plot And if it's in there we gon' go in a nigga's Uh, slangin' out that bando, we was for sure My workin' that stick, they keep on swangin' that door My partner just caught a five 'cause he got caught that pole Got to keep your mouth and play the game how it go, yeah Hustlin', yeah we hustlin' Nigga get out of line, hell yeah we bust him Niggas be talkin' behind your back, you can't trust 'em And two to a snitch nigga, motherfuck 'em, yeah Makin' plays like I'm in the NBA, in and out of Tryna feed my and beat a case My lil partner got that iron on him, to catch a case Sippin' 'round, pourin' nines, fuck a line we need a case, hey
YFN Lucci] Hustlin', every day we Got to feed the fam so every day we Yeah you we hustlin' Every day we get an M so every day we hustlin', hey yeah Slangin' out bando, we was grindin' for sure, yeah Hustlin' every day, we get a bankroll, yeah Everytime you see me you know I'm tryna get Got to hustle, stack that paper, yeah the way it goes, yeah
[Verse 2: Young Three sixty-five hustlin' we grind all year You see this Rolex 'round my wrist, I shine all year I'm the King so I get jugg man of the year I was up, juggin' out my cell for real Working out that condo, we was jugging for Bust down a thousand pounds, sweep twenty off the floor Still got that ninety-seven Acura, with a spot in the I'm these bricks for life just like that boy Shawty Lo (L-O) A lot of niggas jugg but they can't jugg like I got collard greens and I got all white And I don't need a ho 'cause I could buy bitch It a real nigga to live a life like this
[Chorus: YFN Hustlin', every day we Got to the fam so every day we hustlin' Yeah you know we day we hustlin' Tryna get an M so day we hustlin', hey yeah Slangin' out that bando, we was grindin' for sure, Hustlin' every day, we tryna get a bankroll, Everytime you see me you know I'm get more Got to hustle, stack that paper, yeah that's the way it goes,
[Verse 3: Meek Trappin' out the bando, thirty shot Pop the cartridge in like we Nintendo Put some paper on 'em, make them get low Shootin' and they tellin', them niggas M-O, ho! Remember them nights, where was they plannin' nights? Remember my nigga, all we had was rice We was gettin' it right Out on that then they ran up on us 'cause we tryna win win win We a new case and get back out of jail and we do it again-gain-gain Four on a baby, that one twenty-five, they like McGrady and we let 'em fly Maybe I'm wrong, I pray that we 'em and we never die Be with some niggas that stand up, they get down on their knees just to pray to Allah We the type [?] of niggas to spray all them niggas like brrr and go to Dubai You know that it's on, we
YFN Lucci] Hustlin', day we hustlin' Got to feed the fam so day we hustlin' Yeah you we hustlin' day we hustlin' Tryna get an M so day we hustlin', hey yeah out that bando, we was grindin' for sure, yeah Hustlin' day, we tryna get a bankroll, yeah Everytime you see me you know I'm get more Got to hustle, stack that paper, yeah the way it goes, yeah