Hustlin Different

Little, do you know my pockets on swole, yeah

I'm gettin' this money and spend it

Strap on my hip like it's Fendi

Don't talk too much, I ain't friendly

And your bitch, she ain't worth a penny

My bitch is brown like the Henny

Whatever I want, I'ma get it

Whatever I make, I'ma spend it

And I ain't repeatin' that sentence

You heard what I said, I'm makin' that bakery bread

Yeah, I go fed, duckin' them feds

Trippin' ain't dead, shit, yeah, I'm feelin' the meds, huh

Diamonds all on my teeth, sheesh, J's all on my feet

Peep, gold all on my neck, heck

Lookin' like I got that check, I bet I do

Bless, ah chu, I rock, Akoo, shittin' on you

Man, damn, I can't trust a soul, man, fuck all these hoes, yeah

I just want the money, diamonds and the gold, yeah

That's why I fuck that money up like I don't have a care

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We just be hustlin' different

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We just be hustlin' different

Put that on my life, man, I can't trust a soul, yeah

I just want the money, diamonds and the gold, yeah

Shout out to the haters, don't wanna see me go, yeah

Little do you know, my pockets swole, yeah

All you niggas lame, thought it was a phase

Runnin' circles around these bitches like a maze, yeah

Shawty let me beat that pussy like a slave, yeah

I can't play no games, this is how I'm made, yeah

I got some bitches that burn, I got some homies that turn

I got some niggas that kept that shit solid, 100, I'm true to my word

Straighten you out like a perm, pull up on you like Big Worm

Swear that I live and I learn, I sat on these niggas, just waited my turn

Ayy, Margiela's on my feet with some robin jeans

Smellin' like a tree with cologne on me, yeah

All my bitches bad, they from overseas

Man, I got one that's Jamaican mixed Japanese

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We just be hustlin' different

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We get that money to spend it

We just be hustlin' different

Put that on my life, man, I can't trust a soul, yeah

I just want the money, diamonds, and the gold, yeah

Shout out to the haters, don't wanna see me go, yeah

Little do you know, my pockets on swole, yeah

Pockets on swole, yeah

Pockets on swole, yeah

Pockets on swole, yeah