Letra de Hustle - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Yeah

I was just— Goddamn— Um, I was just sittin' in here

Early in the mornin', it was like ten

And I was talkin' to my wife (Euphoric, this you?)

And I was just sittin' there sayin' to myself (D-Roc)

And I was like

Ooh, I can't go like that, I can't lose

And I done made it where I'm at from pistol swervin' in coupes

And I done been through so much pain, I can't patch up my bruise

I'm gon' drop me a mixtape and an album

I'm gon' get high as fuck in the Phantom

I'm gon' mix it up with my brothers

Tell your mama, said that I love her

I'm gettin' rich on these motherfuckers

And I'm gon' ball all the way, go and tell my grandfather I'm hustlin'

Tell them people that I make millions, you ain't even gotta tell 'em that I bust 'em

Go tell 'em I came up, had nothin', just had faith in my plan

Go tell 'em I come with no notice, they know that I'm chosen, don't know it bitch, I'm the man

Grandma died, I lost my hand and lost my love and all I needed

Go tell 'em I cash out on coupes

I remember ridin' 'round in that Camry with KD, we hop out and ready to shoot

That nigga shot 3Three, I popped at his top and I knocked off his lil' brother too

And I fuck with lil' shorty and I trust in lil' shorty, I add me one more to the group

Try to hide from the camera, they caught me on boot

My suit is Fendi, not wearin' no tie, Cartier on my eye and Givenchy my shoe

Takin' a bitch from up out of the ride, just a matter of time 'fore I buy her one new

I'm not closin' my eyes, no snooze, no lie, I'm not closin' my eye on that bitch, not no fool

They gon' up with the fire, whenever I'm turnin' my back

I'll let the bitch slide 'round the whole town inside a big Maybach

Probably get stabbed in my back, why you do it like that?

Take it a minute, I do it like that

Turn up to bae, how you do it like that?

Cartier, ayy, he do it like that

Tell me, now, how do you do it like that?

Bitch move wrong, she'll never come back

Cartier ring, I ain't do it like that

Fly out to Spain, I'll do it like that

One million cash, I'ma do it like that

Nigga let it bang in the room like that

I don't fuck with these niggas, Five, big slime, I'ma get 'em all whacked, all I do is say, "Slatt"

Ho tryna slime me, slime and I had to get her back and you know I had to do it like that

Know I got a bag and they only wan' send me back

Nigga, don't touch my pack

I got K2 up inside of a Pamper

Ooh, I can't go like that, I can't lose

And I done made it where I'm at from pistol swervin' in coupes

And I done been through so much pain that I can't patch up my bruise

I'm gon' drop me a mixtape and an album

I'm gon' get high as fuck in the Phantom

I'm gon' mix it up with my brothers

Tell your mama, said that I love her

I'm gettin' rich on these motherfuckers

And I'm gon' ball all the way, go and tell my grandfather I'm hustlin'

Tell them people that I make millions, you ain't even gotta tell 'em that I bust 'em

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