Wiz Khalifa - Hustle lyrics

Money on the mind hustlin' all the time
All about the paper
Cause da youngn' on his grind
Youngn' on his grind
Young youngn on his grind

Some say I'm next to be the greatest
Your jealousy comes with success
You can't escape it
The dirty little dudes will stress
You when you take it!
Bless you when I'm speaking
I chew one of you guys, yeah
Boy I'm feasting
Body covered with tates and good wheats
And back to back, he spit fire u'mon slires
Flames upon lames the same lil nigga just
Playing with dumb change
You stand one lane I'm
Tearing through da streets
Ya you niggas beef and I
Ain't saying I won't a (no)
That well ve the day I give
Life to ya lil niggas
Some of them are older than me
But you all little haters
Gowing too hard for me take a fall lil nigga
Keep doing my thing ya you are a lil sicka
(yea) split's and big chipas
(yeaaa) young but rich niggas
You want that real shit well den
Fuck with wiz nigga! And I

Money on the mind hustlin' all the time
All about the paper
Cause da youngn' on his grind
Youngn' on his grind
Young youngn on his grind

OK listen fan I hear you man
But I'm a little hotta (hotta)
Wiz could goin and I'll be hard
For you to get mafia (mafia)
Young monsta chumps could slump off ya
Nigga wanna touch my flow
Fuckz wrong with'em? Bomb like osamnem I
You and me is in the compass
That's why I think they wanted real
But they don't really
I do this here for really, though
Damn chains, all I hear is from you fat guys
I smell the discipline cause
With the world playing
I'm that guy you can't fight
Another in the book to match you test the
They not only can't touch me lyrically
You cowards can't touch me literally

Believe, money on the mind
Hustlin' all the time all about the paper
Cause da youngn' on his grind
Youngn' on his grind
Young youngn on his grind