life, and I did it alone [Hook] [Dallas] I'm hustling, all of my life I've been hu- All of my life, all of my li-i-i-i-i-i-i-fe yeah yeah yeah Ah no
was Trae And I don't gangbang, I patrol the game And what I'm representing here is putting holes in brains Before I say the same thing I'll be old and
Chorus (x2) I get money I get-I get money I get money It ain't nothin' to a boss n***a I get money I-I-I-I get money I get money It ain't nothin' to
off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault I've been grown since I was seven and I was born to be a boss But I know there's a bunch of haters tryna see me
gotta hustle baby ("I'm A Hustler, I'm a-I'm Hustler, homie" - Jay-Z) You can't knock the hustle ba-by [Cassidy (Mary J.)] I stay with the trae pound, I
half on a Yacht, I got the pot you got the chicken fried steak I can't even hear you haters, you've been muted by my paper chase I can't let nobody
not the regular kind now I'm smokin hydro not the regular pine I spitt one freestyle now I'm rockin clubs after "Diamonds N Yo Face" I was coppin dubs I
Redd) [talking] Ay Trae, I thought these niggaz wanted to see us make it mayn But I've been seeing otherwise mayn, but it's all hood though [Trae] I
sto' I'm telling that ain't the way to go, play your role But you don't hear me though, this what I'm living fo' Hustle till I get mine, grind cause
we lived, and then supplied it with skills I don't need no handout, cause I grind and I can shine on my own Everything I talked about the memory, I ain
need you, I don't need you I've been doing it, this long I've been doing it, on my own I don't need you, I don't need you I don't need you, I don't need
Though it seems, it will never change Help me God, I can't take this pain [Trae] I ain't got no friends, but I got foes I needed a gallon, only got hoes
y'all better lay it down I've been here from the jump, and when y'all leave I'ma still be around Y'all ain't messing with Trae, I'm too hard to play
to y'all it ain't my fault I've been grown since I was seven and I was born to be a boss But I know there's a bunch of haters tryna see me take a loss
pistol b, and I feel like I abused it Till the banks peeping through cracks hoping I see the light So every night I praying to God, I'm beggin he make
