Hustle (Rich Gang) lyrics

[Hook: Birdman]
Give the world to my lil n*ggas
Show the world my lil n*ggas
I came up with my lil n*ggas
And I showed nothing but them young n*ggas that money
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle
Give the world to my lil n*ggas
Show the world my lil n*ggas
Put in work with my lil n*ggas
Seeing nothing but them young n*ggas with money
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle

[Verse 1]
Lil n*gga, big money, big
f*ck with you can't hear no feelings
Before I met Bird, I had millions
f*ck a rocker deal, my n*ggas still out here drug dealing
f*ck these rap n*ggas, we gon' take these n*ggas' lunch
These n*ggas asking for it but this ain't what you want
None of them haters imagine me here, all of 'em mad cause I'm the man of the year
I don't give no f*ck about it, take up the hatred up out of my ill
Get it up out of my mind, I can't have a good time when you here
All of my n*ggas is dying, I wish that I could rewind
I sent 'em back to that Ghost, all of these b*tches been asking for more
All of my n*ggas I'm gold, [?] I'm telling you man I feel you the most
[Hook: Birdman]
Give the world to my lil n*ggas
Show the world my lil n*ggas
I came up with my lil n*ggas
And I showed nothing but them young n*ggas that money
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle
Give the world to my lil n*ggas
Show the world my lil n*ggas
Put in work with my lil n*ggas
Seeing nothing but them young n*ggas with money
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Just hustle, just hustle off the muscle

[Verse 2]
Look, what's happening with you? b*tch I been eating
Thinking that she sweet boy, [?]
I jeopardising me just so my fam can have it easy
I think before I do so all my actions have a reason
Trapping for something extra
Ratchets on my dresser