Lyrics Hustlers - 6am

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, if you gon′ fuck all this up, I could care less 'cause I got your friends linkin′ my line
I don't give love to a bitch, 'cause I learnt givin′ out love is like wasting your time
Everyone switch up so tell me the point of just sayin′ you're mine
Bitches inclined when their cards get declined
If you gon′ fuck all this up then don't act so surprised by who linkin′ my line
All of my brothers are hustlers who put in the work who gon' grind to the top
Promise that none of us stop
You be just focused on bullshit and askin′ the reason you lost
Makin' it weather the cost
Evil eye leavin' your stomach in knots, uh
All of my brothers are hustlers who put in the work who gon′ grind to the top yeah

Fuckin′ with me on the low
Fuckin' with me on the low
You didn′t know me when I was poor
You didn't know me when I was poor
You didn′t know me when it was cold
You didn't know me when they told me keep your mouth shut and lie about the pain in your soul
You didn′t know me when I had my heart broke and had to pick the pieces off of the floor uh
That's just the shit that had happened to get to this
All of the snakes in my life and the demons insidious
I couldn't trust me a soul, coulda told me the truth but to me it′s ridiculous
Devils inside of the detail, that′s why you're meticulous
Mans can go out there and start actin′ chivalrous
Meanwhile their bitches are out getting dealt by some mans who don't give a shit
Reasons I′m keepin' my distance from people who fuckin′ with me
Even though they say they fuckin' with me
I don't know when they′ll start fuckin′ with me
Paradigm off from the pain and the things that I've seen
Reason I leave ′em on seen
I ain't fuckin′ with you just for fuckin' with me
It′s the top or the bottom there's no in between

Wait for
Fuck you gon' wait for?
Wet like a lake or?
Ride like a skateboard
Fuck ′till her legs sore
Then she gon′ beg more
Then she gon' beg more
So fuck you gon′ wait for?
Cause

Baby, if you gon' fuck all this up, I could care less ′cause I got your friends linkin' my line
I don′t give love to a bitch, 'cause I learnt givin' out love is like wasting your time
Everyone switch up so tell me the point of just sayin′ you′re mine
Bitches inclined when their cards get declined
If you gon' fuck all this up then don′t act so surprised by who linkin' my line
All of my brothers are hustlers who put in the work who gon′ grind to the top
Promise that none of us stop
You be just focused on bullshit and askin' the reason you lost
Makin′ it weather the cost
Evil eye leavin' your stomach in knots, uh
All of my brothers are hustlers who put in the work who gon' grind to the top