Rod Wave Hustle Lyrics
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Cut the lights off in this bitch
(Dmac on the fuckin’ track)
Yeah, mm
Mm
Uh, look what grindin’ did for me
I’m a hustler, baby
Look, mm
I’m on the phone with cuz up the road doin’ a dub, we just discussin’ the business
I’m on the way to the money at 8 in the mornin’, that paper be callin’, I listen
My load just landed, real estate keep on expandin’, just booked the show for two million
My hustle ridiculous, can’t even close my eyes, my palms be sweatin’ and itchin’
Jumped off the ship, that’s the side that you picked, ain’t turnin’ ’round to get you
I’m on a mission forever, I’m Mafia livin’, lawyers, judges, politicians
I’m in the Bay like a Buc’, and the A like a Falcon, I’m in the D like a Lion
Hate when I get in my feelings and I lose my temper, now somebody probably dyin’
I woke up early this mornin’, revenge in my heart, but I gotta stay focused
Nigga, this chess, these niggas playin’ checkers, these niggas playin’ poker
Calculatin’ my steps, count what’s next, one wrong move, it’s over
I got up off of my ass and went got the bag, this the real life of a soldier
I’m sober as fuck, I get to thinkin’ ’bout Flip and I just pop me a pill
I’m focused as fuck, tell me what the business is, you know we can close a deal
Nigga, this the art of hustle and I’m on the grind, I ain’t doin’ no hangin’
But I go wherever I wanna, since 2016, youngin’ been armed and dangerous
It’s finally my time, look what grindin’ did for me
I wasn’t doin’ no cryin’, I was just tellin’ my story (Yeah, let’s go)
I play the hand I was dealt, I’m quick to adapt, I play the game how it go
Can’t lay with you, baby, my hustle be savin’ me baby, I just thought I’d let you know
I’m a hustler, baby, look what grindin’ did for me
I’m a hustler, baby, look what grindin’ did for me (Yeah)
I’m in the coupe with lil’ mud, the plug just sent us a ton, I re-up’d three times in a month
Long live Uncle D, welcome home Ski, free all of the bros out the joint
Hustler baby, look what grindin’ did for me
I’m a hustler, baby, look (Yeah)
I’m in the coupe with lil’ mud, the plug just sent us a ton, I re-up’d three times in a month (Yeah)
Long live Uncle D, welcome home Ski, free all of the bros out the joint
I’m a hustler, baby
Yeah-yeah
Frrt
Hear that?
