Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
My lil homie walked up on me, said Mexico turn me on to a lick
I say lil bro don't do that shit, gotta stay down and grind if you wanna get rich
Used to walk, now the coupe look like ranch, black stripe, so it's pepper in it
If I'm in yo spot it's a stepper in it, If I'm in yo spot it's a weapon it
VIP section got several women, but I cut em off cause it's time to focus
Went on a 3 month run, no sun, popped up now I'm lookin like a signing bonus
Sittin back reminiscing, of all the trapping I done did in the city
Hand to hand wit the junkies, to putting Shaq N Kobe poster in the hands of Diddy
We not the same we different, you niggas hustle for shoppin
I hustle cause everyday I look Ella in her eyes and tell her Daddy got ya
To take care of her, I done trapped around the clock, 24-7 taking chances
I served my patna a Cutie, then looked in the back seat and Ella Start dancing
Woah
Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Woah, They know I snap every track
Addicted to selling crack
Get to the door can't relax, soft, pills, gas, that's a party pack
One hunned shit, made one phone call, turn this bitch to Iraq
Chore boy told me chill, Lil Hunned we got em, they watchin
These niggas envy they plottin, I'll kill em they try me, no probably
Got this shit out the mud dont be askin me why I ride wit all this guap on me
Heartless in the streets you gotta be, you see the pain in my eyes when you ride wit a G
I saved the profit this week, that's a chain, bought half a key
Hiding from the laws nigga playin hide n seek
Gotta hold the dope, show you ride fa me, block got hot bought 2 mo doors
Gave pops 5 bands for showing me how to use the stove, Lil Hunned Woah
Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Mexico Monsta - Paid the Cost (feat. Ken Hunned) Lyrics
Mexico Monsta - Paid the Cost (feat. Ken Hunned) Lyrics
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Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
My lil homie walked up on me, said Mexico turn me on to a lick
I say lil bro don't do that shit, gotta stay down and grind if you wanna get rich
Used to walk, now the coupe look like ranch, black stripe, so it's pepper in it
If I'm in yo spot it's a stepper in it, If I'm in yo spot it's a weapon it
VIP section got several women, but I cut em off cause it's time to focus
Went on a 3 month run, no sun, popped up now I'm lookin like a signing bonus
Sittin back reminiscing, of all the trapping I done did in the city
Hand to hand wit the junkies, to putting Shaq N Kobe poster in the hands of Diddy
We not the same we different, you niggas hustle for shoppin
I hustle cause everyday I look Ella in her eyes and tell her Daddy got ya
To take care of her, I done trapped around the clock, 24-7 taking chances
I served my patna a Cutie, then looked in the back seat and Ella Start dancing
Woah
Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Woah, They know I snap every track
Addicted to selling crack
Get to the door can't relax, soft, pills, gas, that's a party pack
One hunned shit, made one phone call, turn this bitch to Iraq
Chore boy told me chill, Lil Hunned we got em, they watchin
These niggas envy they plottin, I'll kill em they try me, no probably
Got this shit out the mud dont be askin me why I ride wit all this guap on me
Heartless in the streets you gotta be, you see the pain in my eyes when you ride wit a G
I saved the profit this week, that's a chain, bought half a key
Hiding from the laws nigga playin hide n seek
Gotta hold the dope, show you ride fa me, block got hot bought 2 mo doors
Gave pops 5 bands for showing me how to use the stove, Lil Hunned Woah
Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
My lil homie walked up on me, said Mexico turn me on to a lick
I say lil bro don't do that shit, gotta stay down and grind if you wanna get rich
Used to walk, now the coupe look like ranch, black stripe, so it's pepper in it
If I'm in yo spot it's a stepper in it, If I'm in yo spot it's a weapon it
VIP section got several women, but I cut em off cause it's time to focus
Went on a 3 month run, no sun, popped up now I'm lookin like a signing bonus
Sittin back reminiscing, of all the trapping I done did in the city
Hand to hand wit the junkies, to putting Shaq N Kobe poster in the hands of Diddy
We not the same we different, you niggas hustle for shoppin
I hustle cause everyday I look Ella in her eyes and tell her Daddy got ya
To take care of her, I done trapped around the clock, 24-7 taking chances
I served my patna a Cutie, then looked in the back seat and Ella Start dancing
Woah
Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Woah, They know I snap every track
Addicted to selling crack
Get to the door can't relax, soft, pills, gas, that's a party pack
One hunned shit, made one phone call, turn this bitch to Iraq
Chore boy told me chill, Lil Hunned we got em, they watchin
These niggas envy they plottin, I'll kill em they try me, no probably
Got this shit out the mud dont be askin me why I ride wit all this guap on me
Heartless in the streets you gotta be, you see the pain in my eyes when you ride wit a G
I saved the profit this week, that's a chain, bought half a key
Hiding from the laws nigga playin hide n seek
Gotta hold the dope, show you ride fa me, block got hot bought 2 mo doors
Gave pops 5 bands for showing me how to use the stove, Lil Hunned Woah
Aye, We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Uh, Ooh, Shit, Hold Up
We never going out sad
Used to be broke on my ass, hard times left that shit in the past
Turnt myself up went and got me a bag, If you ain't got hustle ya lost
Catchin' plays Randy Moss, Paid the Cost to be the boss
Writer: Eric Mebane, Kenneth Smith Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Mexico Monsta
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Eric Mebane, Kenneth Smith Jr