Prince Harvey - Hustle Hard lyrics
[Prince Harvey - Hustle Hard lyrics]
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
I paid for 7 this nigga tried to sell me 6
You can't jerk me I got more scales than fish
Niggas' mad cause they can't make
A sale for shit when I’m on the block I make
So much sales you wish you could do this but
You couldn’t even compare
Don’t come here I wipe you
Off the surface like Nair
I’m a rare breed do hеar these (deez nuts)
Nuts banging round in my
Jeans causing air breezе (got him)
Now I don’t wanna argue witchu
If you think we got a
Problem you are the issue
You couldn’t touch my shit if
You was toilet tissue
Couldn’t be more fake if you was artificial
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Listen if you eightball shavin' on the block
Turn 7 grams to 14 grams you gotta
(Hustle Hard) turn 14 to 28 fast
56 to 100 grams, now I'm on yo ass
(Hustle Hard)
And I ain't stoppin' at a hundred grams
A hundred grams to a hundred grand
Let's take it back to the gutter fam
I ain't shaking none of you suckas hands
Cause I'm better than you, you, him
And your other mans
I don’t do it cuz I can I do it cuz you can’t
I do it cuz the plan was to
Make you fold your hand
You brought ten niggas who thought
They’d never see you breathless
Well that’s something that
Tennessee like Memphis
Niggas taking notes on my set list
Tryna ride my wave then catch this
They wanna see what’s underneath my red dress
Fit my dick down they throat like Tetris
Haha I’m dropping secrets
Niggas on my jock wanna know
Where the heat is
They tryna figure out where I keep it
I tell you one thing it ain’t up in my feces
So stay outta my ass lil nigga
I know that everything you
Spitting cap lil nigga
You wanna get your name on the map lil nigga
Do the math lil nigga plot
Your path lil nigga
They never used to wanna produce
Him or introduce him
Gettin textes from niggas who rappin
Text messages cuz i'm the one producing
Nowadays I get more Texas than Houston
Haha how you like that
You should bite that bit of
Advice from me and Pap
Half of my work I sample
To keep 'em coming fam
I sample 50 like I just copped a hunned grams
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Hustle Hard money Stack Money Stack
Sell that dope
Sell that crack Sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat Sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back Holla back
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Listen if you eightball shavin' on the block
Turn 7 grams to 14 grams you gotta
(Hustle Hard) turn 14 to 28 fast
56 to 100 grams, now I'm on yo ass
(Hustle Hard)
I ain't stoppin' at a hundred grams
A hundred grams to a hundred grand
Let's take it back to the gutter fam
I ain't shaking none of you suckas hands
Cause I'm better than you, you, him
And your other man y’all all my minis self
Taught My Cousin Vinny
I’m really ignit all I know is how to be me
I want a billi tryna get it in like Riri
Like really really this shit be looking silly
Y’all stuck on benjis I’m
Talking Fenty mi genty
Y’all really just want enuff but
I really want plenty
Like Davey Becky my shots is
Bendy I send these
Haters to the wrong side so
My goals can survive (goal)
I ain’t lying I’ll die before my goals do
I be feeling inclined to tell the whole truth
I done cried enuff times to
Fill the whole blue
And you know you couldn’t do a
Mile in my old shoes but you could try we’ll
Call it the triathalon
Just keep your eyes on the guy
Look like he got a bomb
I’m motivated more by haters than my lovers
Cuz if they tryna kill me then
They tryna kill all of us
So I stay on guard say "en
Garde ne peux me toucher
Si tu veux mourir je
Te conseille de m’approcher"
I don’t give a fuck about what
You think that is ok
That’s word to mom and pops
Shoutout Marie y José
I live by knife y'all thriving on the hype
If you want my advice then
Strike while there’s light
I could tell from your eyes you
Really ain't bout this life
If you really wanna kill me gotta
Kill me twice like Christ
Damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great but now you fell off
Damn homie damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great but now you fell off
Damn homie damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great but now you fell off
Damn homie damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great you used to be great
Damn homie
Damn it must suck to peak in high school
Passed your SATs but now you
Treat life like nite school
You say you grown but don’t got grown IQ
Thats like tryna build a house
Without the right tools
Look I don’t wanna fight you
Just saying there’s more on your
Plate that you might chew
And if you might choose to
You might lose true
But I'd rather take my chances than refuse to
It ain’t a sprint it’s a marathon
Triathlon with 6 sexathalon
You gotta run gotta bike gotta swim
Gotta fly gotta die then
You gotta self revive
And there's no guarantee you’re gonna win
Last time I talked to god she said
She can’t repent all my sins el fin
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
I paid for 7 this nigga tried to sell me 6
You can't jerk me I got more scales than fish
Niggas' mad cause they can't make
A sale for shit when I’m on the block I make
So much sales you wish you could do this but
You couldn’t even compare
Don’t come here I wipe you
Off the surface like Nair
I’m a rare breed do hеar these (deez nuts)
Nuts banging round in my
Jeans causing air breezе (got him)
Now I don’t wanna argue witchu
If you think we got a
Problem you are the issue
You couldn’t touch my shit if
You was toilet tissue
Couldn’t be more fake if you was artificial
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Listen if you eightball shavin' on the block
Turn 7 grams to 14 grams you gotta
(Hustle Hard) turn 14 to 28 fast
56 to 100 grams, now I'm on yo ass
(Hustle Hard)
And I ain't stoppin' at a hundred grams
A hundred grams to a hundred grand
Let's take it back to the gutter fam
I ain't shaking none of you suckas hands
Cause I'm better than you, you, him
And your other mans
I don’t do it cuz I can I do it cuz you can’t
I do it cuz the plan was to
Make you fold your hand
You brought ten niggas who thought
They’d never see you breathless
Well that’s something that
Tennessee like Memphis
Niggas taking notes on my set list
Tryna ride my wave then catch this
They wanna see what’s underneath my red dress
Fit my dick down they throat like Tetris
Haha I’m dropping secrets
Niggas on my jock wanna know
Where the heat is
They tryna figure out where I keep it
I tell you one thing it ain’t up in my feces
So stay outta my ass lil nigga
I know that everything you
Spitting cap lil nigga
You wanna get your name on the map lil nigga
Do the math lil nigga plot
Your path lil nigga
They never used to wanna produce
Him or introduce him
Gettin textes from niggas who rappin
Text messages cuz i'm the one producing
Nowadays I get more Texas than Houston
Haha how you like that
You should bite that bit of
Advice from me and Pap
Half of my work I sample
To keep 'em coming fam
I sample 50 like I just copped a hunned grams
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Hustle Hard money Stack Money Stack
Sell that dope
Sell that crack Sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat Sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back Holla back
Hustle Hard money Stack
Sell that dope sell that crack
Sell that pack sell that gat
Sell that pussy holla back
Listen if you eightball shavin' on the block
Turn 7 grams to 14 grams you gotta
(Hustle Hard) turn 14 to 28 fast
56 to 100 grams, now I'm on yo ass
(Hustle Hard)
I ain't stoppin' at a hundred grams
A hundred grams to a hundred grand
Let's take it back to the gutter fam
I ain't shaking none of you suckas hands
Cause I'm better than you, you, him
And your other man y’all all my minis self
Taught My Cousin Vinny
I’m really ignit all I know is how to be me
I want a billi tryna get it in like Riri
Like really really this shit be looking silly
Y’all stuck on benjis I’m
Talking Fenty mi genty
Y’all really just want enuff but
I really want plenty
Like Davey Becky my shots is
Bendy I send these
Haters to the wrong side so
My goals can survive (goal)
I ain’t lying I’ll die before my goals do
I be feeling inclined to tell the whole truth
I done cried enuff times to
Fill the whole blue
And you know you couldn’t do a
Mile in my old shoes but you could try we’ll
Call it the triathalon
Just keep your eyes on the guy
Look like he got a bomb
I’m motivated more by haters than my lovers
Cuz if they tryna kill me then
They tryna kill all of us
So I stay on guard say "en
Garde ne peux me toucher
Si tu veux mourir je
Te conseille de m’approcher"
I don’t give a fuck about what
You think that is ok
That’s word to mom and pops
Shoutout Marie y José
I live by knife y'all thriving on the hype
If you want my advice then
Strike while there’s light
I could tell from your eyes you
Really ain't bout this life
If you really wanna kill me gotta
Kill me twice like Christ
Damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great but now you fell off
Damn homie damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great but now you fell off
Damn homie damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great but now you fell off
Damn homie damn homie in high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great you used to be great
Damn homie
Damn it must suck to peak in high school
Passed your SATs but now you
Treat life like nite school
You say you grown but don’t got grown IQ
Thats like tryna build a house
Without the right tools
Look I don’t wanna fight you
Just saying there’s more on your
Plate that you might chew
And if you might choose to
You might lose true
But I'd rather take my chances than refuse to
It ain’t a sprint it’s a marathon
Triathlon with 6 sexathalon
You gotta run gotta bike gotta swim
Gotta fly gotta die then
You gotta self revive
And there's no guarantee you’re gonna win
Last time I talked to god she said
She can’t repent all my sins el fin
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