Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan W Vaughan
Songwriter
Lyrics
Was just on my ass
With nothing
Now I'm in my bag
My duffle
Turnup all u niggas in trouble
No I'm not ya average
Hustler
I know how it feel fuck it up get it
Back
I already been thru that struggle
I know how it feel standout on that
Trap all-day
And u don't make nothing
Was just on my ass
With nothing
Now I'm in my bag
My duffle
Turnup all u niggas in trouble
No I'm not ya average
Hustler
I know how it feel fuck it up get it
Back
I already been thru that struggle
I know how it feel standout on that
Trap all-day
And u don't make nothing
You ever had a nigga hit ya Stache
Beat the wrong nigga ass
But the snake is your cousin
Shit brought me pain by the Dozens
Head to the sky
Like fuck it I'm thugging
I don't reply
U know I'm out hugging
Don't ask me why
I ain't tolerating nothing
Nigga going die
I don't play bout my mother
U know that I feel the same way
About my brothers
Trying to progress out here being Productive
I got to go get it I'm not getting Younger
Drop the address and u know that we Coming
Flushing them out' we ain't doing No plumbing
Playing with your life
If u playing with my money
Nd I ain't playing I want it
Dem 100s, 50s, 10s,and 20s
Better believe that I'm still out Hunting
Busting down Ps bag them In onions
Was just on my ass
With nothing
Now I'm in my bag
My duffle
Turnup all u niggas in trouble
No I'm not ya average
Hustler
I know how it feel fuck it up get it
Back
I already been thru dat struggle
I know how it feel standout on that
Trap all-day
And u don't make nothing
Was just on my ass
With nothing
Now I'm in my bag
My duffle
Turnup all u niggas in trouble
No I'm not ya average
Hustler
I know how it feel fuck it up get it
Back
I already been thru that struggle
I know how it feel standout on that
Trap all-day
And u don't make nothing
I see no shame
In my struggle
From where I came its the same
As the jungle
I overcame everything
For my mother
Stood in the rain with the cane
In my bubble
Blood in my veins
Is The blood of a hustler
Who am I to blame
I came up more rougher
Charge to the game
It just made me more tougher
Its more to the story
But most I can't tell ya
By time I'm 40
I'm trying to be wealthy
Trying to be living
And own a few houses
Owning a business
And have a accountant
Public service announcement
Do what u do
U can keep on doubting
Never going slow up
Dis money I'm counting
Never going fold on
My niggas no matter
Nothing was handed
To me on A platter
Had to go get it
I got to chase after
I just had to be active
Every action don't need
A reaction
Don't give them that
Satisfaction
Breaking it down
I break it to fractions
I know how to add it
Still in the field
We not playing madden
We still get them 8s like
Lamar Jackson
Was just on my ass
With nothing
Now I'm in my bag
My duffle
Turnup all u niggas in trouble
No I'm not ya average
Hustler
I know how it feel fuck it up get it
Back
I already been thru that struggle
I know how it feel standout on that
Trap all day
And u don't make nothing
Was just on my ass
With nothing
Now I'm in my bag
My duffle
Turnup all u niggas in trouble
No I'm not ya average
Hustler
I know how it feel fuck it up get it
Back
I already been thru that struggle
I know how it feel standout on that
Trap all day
And u don't make nothing
Writer(s): Evan Vaughan
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