Diggy - Hu$tle Simmons lyrics
[Diggy - Hu$tle Simmons lyrics]
Yea, Its the first flight
Yo What up DNR, Dj Spinking, Whats good
What up, Tokyo, flo, FKP fresh and phenom
I'm bout that hustle and bustle
Just like my uncle Russel
Always been moving at a fast
Pace - without any trace
Of being left by classmates
At a young age and grade
Always wanted to stay paid
And always, had to hair brain scheme up
I seem to get that green
I'm talking bout that cheddar cheese
I'm talking bout that money
And I mean, It runs in the family tree
Can't handle me
I'm flyer than the reindeers where Santa be
My Hustle, So Russel
Diggy's on his grizzy grizzy global grind
Sitting on the Jet planes
Where the seats recline
Trying to pull a Jordan
4th Quarter in his prime
Staying crispier than kin-folk
With my group I crush
Just like my uncle Rush
My haters can hush because I'm
Leaving them in the dust
Young, next up to the throne like King Tut
And I'm bringing ya'll the best of me
My royal flush
On a boat, in my Sperry Top sider
Sailer man like Pop-eye getting spinach
Man we on fire i'm on the come up so
You better bring the energizer
Soon enough sucker emcees gonna
Be calling me sire
My Hustle, So Russel
Paper chasing, Paper chaser mentality
Probably see me on Tv
But after this mixtape all ya'll
Gonna feel my reality
Stacking bread like no tomorrow
Ain't care bout the calories
Feel like another planets where I'd rather be
Ain't care about the respect I need
I'ma do me achieve my dreams, into reality
Then perfect salary
Flyest kid and nobody's touching me
With a boss the equivalent to Ricky Ross
Style's on a different planet
Land of the lost head up in the clouds
Up there with the air force
And whatever deal I'm closing
I ain't feel any remorse
My Hustle, So Russel
Yea, I'm hustling baby straight grinding
Its the first flight
Yo What up DNR, Dj Spinking, Whats good
What up, Tokyo, flo, FKP fresh and phenom
I'm bout that hustle and bustle
Just like my uncle Russel
Always been moving at a fast
Pace - without any trace
Of being left by classmates
At a young age and grade
Always wanted to stay paid
And always, had to hair brain scheme up
I seem to get that green
I'm talking bout that cheddar cheese
I'm talking bout that money
And I mean, It runs in the family tree
Can't handle me
I'm flyer than the reindeers where Santa be
My Hustle, So Russel
Diggy's on his grizzy grizzy global grind
Sitting on the Jet planes
Where the seats recline
Trying to pull a Jordan
4th Quarter in his prime
Staying crispier than kin-folk
With my group I crush
Just like my uncle Rush
My haters can hush because I'm
Leaving them in the dust
Young, next up to the throne like King Tut
And I'm bringing ya'll the best of me
My royal flush
On a boat, in my Sperry Top sider
Sailer man like Pop-eye getting spinach
Man we on fire i'm on the come up so
You better bring the energizer
Soon enough sucker emcees gonna
Be calling me sire
My Hustle, So Russel
Paper chasing, Paper chaser mentality
Probably see me on Tv
But after this mixtape all ya'll
Gonna feel my reality
Stacking bread like no tomorrow
Ain't care bout the calories
Feel like another planets where I'd rather be
Ain't care about the respect I need
I'ma do me achieve my dreams, into reality
Then perfect salary
Flyest kid and nobody's touching me
With a boss the equivalent to Ricky Ross
Style's on a different planet
Land of the lost head up in the clouds
Up there with the air force
And whatever deal I'm closing
I ain't feel any remorse
My Hustle, So Russel
Yea, I'm hustling baby straight grinding
Its the first flight