Hustle Hard lyrics

Same old sh*t, just a different day
I’m coming for the crown, the f*ck a n*gga say
Los, and I’m the best rapper alive

Before I pull up to the spot, you hear my coupe, dog
Look like I photshopped that b*tch and took the roof off
Damn Los you go too hard
These rappers acting like LeBron
How you play with the Heat and scared to shoot dawg
Rappers fake and pathetic, imagine them bast*rds taking my credit
n*ggas get blasted away and beheaded
b*tch that crown ain't safe cause I said it
I got my shovel I’m coming, don’t stumble
I got you a big f*cking tomb
I ain't got no deal but I’m building a bathroom
Cause I got some sh*t coming soon
Man I’m raining on them b*tches, Travis Porter, turn them lights out
You beating round the Bush, like Travis Barker at the White House
I’m so deep in that top 5, I can’t find out the kid number
Jay gonn have to call big momma, Ye gonn have to call his big brother
They gonn have to have a discussion, Yea they best at discussing
Jay you better find that n*gga, go sign that n*gga, or smash his ass or do something, ugh
Magnificent is old, excellent is boring
Some n*ggas call this amazing
I call it this morning
All yellow diamonds in my purple drop
She give me brains I come to live
b*tch I’m Urkle Bot
Think outside the box, I’m frozen beware
I’m packing that tray but I’m too cold to be square
Ice cubes is square, squares fit inside the tray
The tray sits inside the box
Here’s your lesson for today
Ok, when you’re this cold and you ain’t in a nice mood
You put square n*ggas in a box, ice cube
I like sexy women, fast cars, nice views
Sexy women say you dress your ass off, nice shoes
These old things
She said yes dear, but when did they come out
I’m like b*tch, next year
Note to the rap game, nobody call next here
Or I’ma snap legs, stack bodies, break necks here
And to XXL, f*ck could a n*gga say
Y'all did the same old sh*t, just a different day
Get this straight, I’m no Freshmen
More like the Principal, there's no question
Run this school and n*ggas don’t test him
But it’s the principle that I’m stressing
Question, when y'all talk about the best, how don’t you mention me
I ain't on a bench, I’m the benchmark of my century
Eventually I’ma show you rappers just pus*y
Cause the crown ain't safe in the hood, whats good