Letras
All in, crispy Benjamins
Back to my hustlin', grindin' once again
Niggas live for it and die for it
Get they wig and they mug split for it
7-Eleven, it's craps for it
Hoes shake they ass in the club, get sweaty for it
Isn't me, but I love these streets
'Cause all of my money, my nigga, is tax-free
Niggas know what this hustle brings
At Christmas time when them sleigh bells ring
I like to see the joy that this money brings
When my daughter walks up and say, "Daddy, we got cream"
All my trap niggas, they put in this work
All my hustle niggas, they put in this work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothin' funny
Shawty on my paper, your kids hurt
All my hustle niggas, they put in this work
All my trap niggas, they put in this work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothin' funny
Shawty on my paper, your kids hurt