Saint Lex – HUSTLE

Saint Lex – HUSTLE Lyrics

Artist: Saint Lex
Song: HUSTLE

Tag:
Run that up Rico
Intro:
Oooouuu, Oooouuu, Oooouuu

It’s nasty, It’s nasty, It’s nasty, It’s nasty
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
V1:
It’s the Saint

I’m in this b#tch again (yeah)
You see me working all day, up at night, you’d think I had a twin (where she at)
Wrote this sh#t at 2am
Hop on the track I’m back in the gym

Nah I don’t want to take days off, little b#tch, cause boy I play to win
Every time I turn on the TV I’m seeing my brothers on CNN
No matter the skin, we gone bleed red
So little youngins hold ya head

My motivation is getting bread
Now we cashing real estate checks
Just call it a R.E.I.T
Bring out the fleet

If I fall and land on my feet
My thoughts sit high up like a jeep
My bae a beauty, hold up, so it mean I’m a bеast
Killing these beats

Thеy gone fold, and I leave a crease, gve
b#tch I’ma ball, it’s for the elite
And if you gone cop a whip young n#gg#, then maybe, than you should lease
Cause value decrease

n#gg# at least, that’s what the rich do
Oh you Hustle hard (okay)
Little b#tch we hustle to
sh#t I’m on the way now (yeah)

I’m finna bust a move
Said I’m finna bust a move (yeah)
Hook:
Hustle hustle Hustle hustle (whole team getting fed)

Hustle hustle Hustle hustle (all my fam getting bread)
V2:
Why your pockets look like lipo
I can do this sh#t with my eyes closed (okay)

I see too many in survival
They hanging on with a tight rope
Who to blame
Life is a dirty game

But that b#tch pretty on this side
I enjoy the ride
Don’t never hide
Cause I’m too busy, being alive

You need to come outside
Yeah yeah
White boy on that celly (where he at)
Talking bout getting that fetty

New acquisitions
I handle business
Chess board, I move positions
Yeah n#gg# it’s a movie, no intermissions

We take off like the Migos
I put in work fo my people
How you gone miss, it’s a free throw
Got damn

Jumped in the water n#gg# I swam
The biggest bully is Uncle Sam
Can’t let the left see the right hand
Flying out cause I can

I flip that sh#t like kazamm
Got damn n#gg# that’s magic
See yo dreams you better grab it
Eating good just like a (fat chick)

Sweet thang still a (savage)
Black’s got bad money (habits)
Maybe cause we ain’t never (had shit)
But 2020 we was mavericks

The way we rose up
Like hold up
You ain’t moving us like Rosa
Unless you walking us out in handcuffs

Hook:
Hustle hustle Hustle hustle (whole team getting fed)
Hustle hustle Hustle hustle (all my fam getting bread)
Hustle hustle Hustle hustle (whole team getting fed)

Hustle hustle Hustle hustle (all my fam getting bread) (where she at)
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Release Year: 2019