Yelawolf - Hustle Feat Paul Wall Lyrics
[Verse 1: Paul Wall]Rolling with the top down, on peanut butter gutsTrolling, I'm about to climbLoad the gun, turn the base up, turn it upHolding that Glock nine in case a hater run upCallin, I'm the shit now, so your ***** on my nutsI got my car smoking, but it ain't the motorIt's just me and that dodoThese [?] strolling, I stop and poke 'emBut I'm trying to get that dojoRidin' dirty, ain't no hoboIt's just me strapped up like a GoProAnd I one deep; Han SoloHoes trying to capture me like a photo, hustleAll I need is two cups of drankWith the system crank and a fifth of [?]See me pulling pranks in my candy paintPull broads around me in crowdsBoth tires when I hit the breaksMy hustle skills you can't debateMoney don't wait, I'll be stacking up bankTill I'm dead and up in them cloudsGetting to the cake, man, ***** your faithRiding outta state with a Texas plateSpeakers in the back be like an eighth415 rock up [?] skateCrawl like a snake, boys gonna hateBut it's money to make, don't fall for the baitSave the bullshit, I ain't gotta capeAll I got till I'm in the graveIs a whole lot of hustle, hustle[Hook: Yelawolf ]Pack it up and send it all away 9 to 5I could do it all day, boy you know I gotta (hustle)Broom and a mop, I clean 'em up from outer spaceGotta beam 'em up got an universal (hustle)Had a premonition of me in the front seat of 2013Boy, we gotta (hustle)We gotta, we gotta (hustle)You wanna go follow your dream then (hustle)[Verse 2: Yelawolf]Yeah, couldn't tell me not to believeIn the people that I was put in front ofAnd told that I had an opportunity to become a part of a situationThat put me in a position to maybeSome day break out of a small townI guess I fell for the okey dokeI suppose I couldn't turn around in the hokey poke gameTo see lames and other folksWho thought joke was being played on meOh, where the story goes againHere we go again, I'll again frown while the mother*****ers grinI can hear the sound of the gate closing inAnd I can feel the breeze of the hate blowing inCause they all wanna go sightseeingUp in the Chevy and ride further in the wildAnd they kinda wanna drive, even make a turn off a roadYou ain't familiar with, enough to pay for the gas for a little bit thenBefore you know it, you got a best friendBut when he started off he was just hitchhikingShould have heard when he said wolf for realIf you're chill, you'll find another one just like himBut it's hard as a mother*****er to say noWhen you're a rookie talking to a veteran playing proAnd everything that he's sayingHe's saying to pay him close attentionSo you put your hand lowPalms, out, opened, hopingAnd you can even see that engine smokingPlus all the money that he gave you owe himRearview mirrors all of them brokenBlack boys, white boys, just a tokenFor the slot machine, and the gambling notionScamming and scoping, the animal insideThe cannibal chose him, meI fell for another man's hustle[Hook: Yelawolf]
