Hustlin' lyrics

by

Quando Rondo


We got London on Da Track!
Quando Rondo n*gga


[Hook: PnB Rock]
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything
I be hustlin and ballin
I came from nothing to something
All that sh*t the gang did for us, we bangin
My n*ggas be on my side

[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
13, I was thuggin' hard, by 14, off the porch
15, I was totin’ pistols, by 16, up the road
17, I was writin' raps, goin' hard on every hook
By 18 I was in the county, no money on my books
Had to realize n*ggas say they ride but not to the very end
Just to get my circle tight I had to cut off all my friends
I told Shad f*ck a bank account ’cause my shoebox, it got a few knots
I live the thug life, no 2Pac, n*gga try me, he get two shots
If he a f*ck n*gga, I swear he get a few shots
My neck and wrist so cold, I swear I need a flu shot
Boilin' water, they like Quando Rondo too hot
Why you tryna be something you know you not?
I counted up ten racks just this morning
Ridin' 'round in a Maybach, in a foreign
I remember way back you was ignoring
I'm preachin' like a pastor and y'all actors
I get so high I pass the lord, and my team fly, no passport
Anything lil shawty want, all she gotta do is ask for it
And that pistol on me, I ain't never lackin’
n*gga run up on me, swear to God I’m blastin'
’Bout to kill the game, it's closed casket, yeah yeah yeah

[Hook: PnB Rock]
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything
I be hustlin and ballin
I came from nothing to something
All that sh*t the gang did for us, we bangin
My n*ggas be on my side

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, yeah
Ketchup, n*gga mustard
All gold chains, no trinidad
Suck that di*k like a sucker
Keep that flow no hustle
Take cameras, sisters and brothers
Diamonds still drippin', no flood
All my jewelry light like bud
I might catch a n*gga down and beat 'em, and tell ’em it ain't you
And I swear that pus*y f*ckin' wild like a f*ckin' acorn
And I'm alway frigid with my brothers, f*ckin' neighbors
I remark and (?) callin' my bar and what?
Suck that di*k perfect, put it on her head
Quarters on head, lay up on my bed
I'm drinkin' easter pink, I'm a pig
Yes I'm livin' soo free, but I swear...

[Hook: PnB Rock]
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything
I be hustlin and ballin
I came from nothing to something
All that sh*t the gang did for us, we bangin
My n*ggas be on my side

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