1k Watts, Dizzy Wright - A Toast to the Hustlers lyrics

Stoney roll up some weed
Po' up some Henny
Tryna make a dollar while living off a penny
Yea!

I'm just tryna see my homies smile
And roll a couple up it kind of took awhile
But we finally growing up
Now we travel state to state
Cause we hate to wait on
Cake and paper plates
Yes lawd, it's been amazing grace
Thank God I had him on my side
Could have been a homicide
Fiening for some change to be
Made like Obama tried
Always on the ganja fried
Never let the drama slide
Do it for my momma and the commas
So personified i'm down to ride!
And I put it down for my peoples


21 years old
The boy so lethal with a voice so peaceful
I be chiefin' diesel in
The Rolls Royce beatle
When the record scratch the needle
- Goddamn! Do you really fuck with me?
I got my brothers and my
Cousins in my company
The life of luxury, the nicest cutlery
Tonight we gon' Toast to the Hustlery!

Roll up some weed po' up some Henny
Tryna make a dollar when you
Living off a penny
What's it like to be a king
When your ego is deadly?
Roll up the Og, keep it super friendly
Toast to the hustlers
Clientele and customers
Tryna make a living off of flippin
Hope they fuck with us, roll a blunt with us
I'm just tryna laugh, take a dab
Count this cash
Til' the motherfuckin' sun come up!

Yo! I hit the streets like I'm the
Leader of the street team
I put words in the universe like I see things
If you want me to throw up this cash
Take off your G String!
I move like Lebron with only 3 rings
Maybe I, can't always be this crazy fly
So for now I'm stuntin' like it's 1985
Retro status, we don't move for reactions
Heal the world with these natural habit's
You feel these girls but we
Can't feel your passion
There's a problem in that, you all plastic
Like a bitch with booty injections
You ain't lasting! They don't hear me though
You would probably gossip bout me
On the Wendy show
Then hit Wendy's fast food for GMO's
My shit really go, to say the least
You ain't gotta feel the flow
At least I'm making motherfuckers think
But I'mma

Roll up some weed po' up some Henny
Tryna make a dollar when you
Living off a penny
What's it like to be a king
When your ego is deadly?
Roll up the Og, keep it super friendly
Toast to the Hustlers
Clientele and customers
Tryna make a living off of flippin
Hope they fuck with us, roll a blunt with us
I'm just tryna laugh, take a dab
Count this cash
Til the motherfuckin sun come up!

I wanna rock J's in the mud
And act like I don't give a fuck
I'm really tryna get it
Tryna really stack my figures up
If you're tryna see me bitch
You need to cop a ticket stub
Roll a couple up
Now you chiefin' with the spliffers club
You high as fuck!
I can see it in your actions
I work to hard for instagram captions
Gimme my advancement, tryna make expansions
Money, music, fashion
- Boy I do it with a passion
Ballin' on the competition
Hotbox in the Honda Civic
Everyday I'm flippin' really tryna get it
Tryna double up my digit's
I be spinning rims
Motherfuckers spinning fidgets
I be burning spliffs
All you bitches burning bridges
Why you acting timid?
Wasn't you a critic before
I switched the image?
Your persona is a gimmick
I be pushing limit's
Really bout my business when I'm
Rolling up my spinach

Roll up some weed po' up some Henny
Tryna make a dollar when you
Living off a penny
What's it like to be a king
When your ego is deadly?
Roll up the Og, keep it super friendly
Toast to the Hustlers
Clientele and customers
Tryna make a living off of flippin
Hope they fuck with us, roll a blunt with us
I'm just tryna laugh, take a dab
Count this cash
Til the motherfuckin sun come up!

Yeah! Hey hey
Roll up some weed po' up some Henny
Tryna make a dollar while living off a penny
Yeah stoney motherfucker
A Toast to the Hustlers!