Yeah loud life hustle
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Did a lot of shit got a lot of hoes
I ain't convinced in none of you Niggas dog it's up over man y'all about to flatline
I'm over it off the hiatus I'm done with me time
Game day fourth quarter's done Im off the sideline
The money look good but I still double my grind
And I don't let shit past me
I been dope since I had acne
Not social cause I'm too anti
Take some of these seeds I'm planting
Don't try to match my hand speed
I'm Kawasaki you ten speed
My clique is likely to stampede
I'm good cause god is defending
There's no need for befriending
I only kick it with benjis
I come from humble beginnings
Noodles breakfast lunch and din din
Who told y'all y'all was winning
Aim those shots that you sending
I'm prophet until I end it
I'll profit until my ending
I need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
I can get a lot of what you want and I can get it sold
I ain't sold a million records but I got a million hoes
Momma knew that I'd be different she said I broke the mold
A nigga gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
When the sun come up I'll be right back up
Gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
Gotta hustle now gotta hustle now
I need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
I can get a lot of what you want and I can get it sold
I ain't sold a million records but I got a million hoes
Momma knew that I'd be different she said I broke the mold
A nigga gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
When the sun come up I'll be right back up
Gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
Gotta hustle now gotta hustle now
Noopey Na'mon - Bussin' Lyrics
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Yeah loud life hustle
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Did a lot of shit got a lot of hoes
I ain't convinced in none of you Niggas dog it's up over man y'all about to flatline
I'm over it off the hiatus I'm done with me time
Game day fourth quarter's done Im off the sideline
The money look good but I still double my grind
And I don't let shit past me
I been dope since I had acne
Not social cause I'm too anti
Take some of these seeds I'm planting
Don't try to match my hand speed
I'm Kawasaki you ten speed
My clique is likely to stampede
I'm good cause god is defending
There's no need for befriending
I only kick it with benjis
I come from humble beginnings
Noodles breakfast lunch and din din
Who told y'all y'all was winning
Aim those shots that you sending
I'm prophet until I end it
I'll profit until my ending
I need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
I can get a lot of what you want and I can get it sold
I ain't sold a million records but I got a million hoes
Momma knew that I'd be different she said I broke the mold
A nigga gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
When the sun come up I'll be right back up
Gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
Gotta hustle now gotta hustle now
I need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
I can get a lot of what you want and I can get it sold
I ain't sold a million records but I got a million hoes
Momma knew that I'd be different she said I broke the mold
A nigga gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
When the sun come up I'll be right back up
Gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
Gotta hustle now gotta hustle now
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
Did a lot of shit got a lot of hoes
I ain't convinced in none of you Niggas dog it's up over man y'all about to flatline
I'm over it off the hiatus I'm done with me time
Game day fourth quarter's done Im off the sideline
The money look good but I still double my grind
And I don't let shit past me
I been dope since I had acne
Not social cause I'm too anti
Take some of these seeds I'm planting
Don't try to match my hand speed
I'm Kawasaki you ten speed
My clique is likely to stampede
I'm good cause god is defending
There's no need for befriending
I only kick it with benjis
I come from humble beginnings
Noodles breakfast lunch and din din
Who told y'all y'all was winning
Aim those shots that you sending
I'm prophet until I end it
I'll profit until my ending
I need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
I can get a lot of what you want and I can get it sold
I ain't sold a million records but I got a million hoes
Momma knew that I'd be different she said I broke the mold
A nigga gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
When the sun come up I'll be right back up
Gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
Gotta hustle now gotta hustle now
I need me a patek up on my wrist to keep it cold
I can get a lot of what you want and I can get it sold
I ain't sold a million records but I got a million hoes
Momma knew that I'd be different she said I broke the mold
A nigga gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
When the sun come up I'll be right back up
Gotta hustle now till the moon goes down
Gotta hustle now gotta hustle now
Writer: Jordan Grandberry
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