Lyrics Hustlin' - Rey , Solo Sinatra , Gangster Twist

Yeaaaaahhhhhh
This one's for the hustlers homie, out there grinding and shit
I aint trying to be greedy
I just wanna be comfortable, you know?!
(It's like)

...Everyday we be hustlin'... Trying to stack some ends
...Everyday we be on the grind... Like all the time
...Everyday we be hustlin'... Trying to stack some ends
...Everyday we be on the grind... Like all the time

I'm motivated by paper, shades of jade stashed for later
Pay no mind to the haters I'll grind till I see pay dirt
Dog it's mando! Can't get paid with my hand's closed
End of the day, I just wanna see my fam grow
Gotta be modest, can't be sold won't be bought
Just another working artist heard it's cold at the top
Major props to the homies on the blocks and the corners
Also any foreigner, crossing any border (much love!)
Anybody driven, know that life aint a given
So I treat it like a mission when I write what I've written
Understand it's a business and demand is a mistress
Do what I can with my vision I guess the rest is up to listeners
This for all the nine to fivers, the early rise and shiners
Workers on the graveyard shifts pulling all nighters
This one's for all of us... getting by just surviving
For all of my doggz, gettin' their lives straight!
(Keep ya heads up!)

...Everyday we be hustlin'... Trying to stack some ends
...Everyday we be on the grind... Like all the time
...Everyday we be hustlin'... Trying to stack some ends
...Everyday we be on the grind... Like all the time

My days are spent breaking out of the struggle
You see the red in my eyes from the pain and the hustle
Trying to stay positive make it out of the hell I'm in
Never blame anyone, no matter how hard it is
Leave the haters in the past one hand on the wheel
Al Greene, ocean breeze, hundred spokes on my steel
Palm trees in the scene like it's Beverly Hills
If I express how I feel would you provide me a meal?
And there's nothing else I know 16 bars and a show
Keep it g'd up for my peeps through the highs and the lows
That's how it goes plans never really go how you plan
It's a life lesson blessing of becoming a man
Trying to stack some ends, while I hustle and grind
Make a little money and take care of what's mine
Cuz there's no end in sight when you're trying to do right
It's a non-stop hustle everyday of my life
(Keep your head up!)

...Everyday we be hustlin'... Trying to stack some ends
...Everyday we be on the grind... Like all the time
...Everyday we be hustlin'... Trying to stack some ends
...Everyday we be on the grind... Like all the time

See I don't need it to live, I just wanna survive
It's for latter that I gather all the cash I can find
Got dreams and ambition life intervenes then we miss it
Music's more than a scheme although it seems unrealistic
View it more like a theme, final-ly live out my dream
That I've wanted since a teen, I'll achieve by any means!
No in between it's all or nothing just make sure you 'bout something
Stay humble feed yourselves don't forget to stay hungry
Stay pumpin' out that G shit blessed with that supreme spit
Putting' it to use nothing to lose so why would we quit?
Rest up when I'm dead but until then aint nothin' keepin'
Me from, reaching my peak no decreasin'
No signs of slowing down now or ever been around (homie)
Long enough to know that these prices won't go down
Hope these sounds blow up Big just like Pac when it drops
Help my loved ones and their kids Jeep from slangin' on the blocks!

I'm tryin'... I'm trying homie
Aww yeah yeah
Everyday we be Hustlin'
Tryin to stack them ends yeah
Yeah yeah