R Reed, Kaleb Canino, BeKreative - Hustle Lyrics

Look I been stuck and self motivated
So im looking for you like a private eye
Cut the brakes so if your boys running
Its redefining whats a ride or die
Tell the truth
It’s no time to lie
Pilot wings
So its time to fly
Im gassed up and extremely dangerous
Cant explain this
I'm cyanide
Cant wait
Check the ambition its great
My hustle cant sleep we awake
Stuck in the streets
Don’t think I need an escape
Don’t think Im leaving this place
Mess with the beast
I think Im leading the chase
Enemies think it’s a race
Packing this heat
Writing will leave em erased
You'll think I made a mistake
You wanted the bad guy you got him
Swinging a bat man im robbing
Defeated is never an option
Winners are never forgotten
Its no respect so I know they mad
So either cut the check
Or just throw the bag
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
It’s a dirty job but I get shit done
Learn from the best
So I aint getting punked
My key to success
In the back of the trunk
Manifest that build it
They will come
Fuck making peace
With the beef
Let it fester
Aint not telling
How this game will test ya
When the heat is on
And they bring the pressure
You best have
25 lighters on your dresser
Death to them all
Shells going to fall
Handle that shit
Then i'm gone
Got to stay strapped
Cause them eyes on your back
Got a red dot aiming to
Take your head off
God of the sauce
Minus the cross
No shitting
Once I hit
This lick
I’m the boss
Balling like out of control
This shits in my soul
My heart is to hard
To be soft
You will be taking a loss
You will be bloody as fuck
On the ground
You will be looking up at the new king
As I'm walking away
With your whole fucking crown
Gotta be quicker than that
Sicker than that
Don’t act like a bitch with the Mac
Cause in the end
What im taking from you
You will never be getting it back
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
Snap back like the hoodie
Chasing after cash
I wont millie in a bookie
Chasing these pots
I be chasing these commas
I’m hunting to death
But I swear to your honor
They speak about drama
But sweeter than sour
My hand work the second
They sleeping for hours
They chasing the thrill
I just speak what I felt
I’m catching a body
Like heaven on hill
Forgive me
The cash that im getting
And run to the money
I’m just living they vision
Cracking they bones
Disconnecting they sentence
They say they want war
But hide behind gimmicks
Suicide vision im just high as the limit
They handle they bars
I just handle the mission
Divine intermission
Subtract what was given
Like you see
Im a hell of a vision
Bull shit aside
I just seek what they hide
He who is he
But never he who is I
King of my time never speak
What I find what I seek
I should find
Make them bleep out they lines
Sip on my whine
While my seat on recline
Empty safe
Like the blind leading the blind
They ask me who am I
Im going straight to they mind
Married to the money
I simply replied
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep

Look I been stuck and self motivated
So im looking for you like a private eye
Cut the brakes so if your boys running
Its redefining whats a ride or die
Tell the truth
It’s no time to lie
Pilot wings
So its time to fly
Im gassed up and extremely dangerous
Cant explain this
I'm cyanide
Cant wait
Check the ambition its great
My hustle cant sleep we awake
Stuck in the streets
Don’t think I need an escape
Don’t think Im leaving this place
Mess with the beast
I think Im leading the chase
Enemies think it’s a race
Packing this heat
Writing will leave em erased
You'll think I made a mistake
You wanted the bad guy you got him
Swinging a bat man im robbing
Defeated is never an option
Winners are never forgotten
Its no respect so I know they mad
So either cut the check
Or just throw the bag
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
It’s a dirty job but I get shit done
Learn from the best
So I aint getting punked
My key to success
In the back of the trunk
Manifest that build it
They will come
Fuck making peace
With the beef
Let it fester
Aint not telling
How this game will test ya
When the heat is on
And they bring the pressure
You best have
25 lighters on your dresser
Death to them all
Shells going to fall
Handle that shit
Then i'm gone
Got to stay strapped
Cause them eyes on your back
Got a red dot aiming to
Take your head off
God of the sauce
Minus the cross
No shitting
Once I hit
This lick
I’m the boss
Balling like out of control
This shits in my soul
My heart is to hard
To be soft
You will be taking a loss
You will be bloody as fuck
On the ground
You will be looking up at the new king
As I'm walking away
With your whole fucking crown
Gotta be quicker than that
Sicker than that
Don’t act like a bitch with the Mac
Cause in the end
What im taking from you
You will never be getting it back
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep
Snap back like the hoodie
Chasing after cash
I wont millie in a bookie
Chasing these pots
I be chasing these commas
I’m hunting to death
But I swear to your honor
They speak about drama
But sweeter than sour
My hand work the second
They sleeping for hours
They chasing the thrill
I just speak what I felt
I’m catching a body
Like heaven on hill
Forgive me
The cash that im getting
And run to the money
I’m just living they vision
Cracking they bones
Disconnecting they sentence
They say they want war
But hide behind gimmicks
Suicide vision im just high as the limit
They handle they bars
I just handle the mission
Divine intermission
Subtract what was given
Like you see
Im a hell of a vision
Bull shit aside
I just seek what they hide
He who is he
But never he who is I
King of my time never speak
What I find what I seek
I should find
Make them bleep out they lines
Sip on my whine
While my seat on recline
Empty safe
Like the blind leading the blind
They ask me who am I
Im going straight to they mind
Married to the money
I simply replied
Got my grind stone to the street
My mode stuck on beast
This ambition never cease
My hustle aint got sleep
Nah I don’t fuck with defeat
My motivation to deep
Until this G is deceased
My hustle aint gone sleep