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Birdman

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hustle Lyrics - Birdman

Yeah, just like priceless 

Something you can't see, nigga 

 

Ya see times is hard as it is 

That's why I got girls and my girls got kids 

And all I wanna do is handle my biz 

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did 

 

Every day I been prayin' to you 

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you 

I get money, money, money, money, money, money 

Money, money, money, money, money, money 

 

Nigga, I don't trust a soul so I ride alone 

I keep my eyes in my rear-view ridin' home 

See, I'm ready for whatever, understand me 

Any situation, whatever the Lord hand me 

 

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We pull guns, you niggas don't pull a damn thing 

The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring 

Roll the dice, man, we kill time gambling 

W-wintertime, top down, nigga real arrogant 

 

Big Money, so we blowin' it apparently 

C-Cash Money, Young Money, yeah, it's all a family 

Birdman and Weezy, they payin' all salaries 

And I'ma ride with 'em till they bury me 

 

Ya see times is hard as it is 

That's why I got girls and my girls got kids 

And all I wanna do is handle my biz 

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did 

 

Every day I been prayin' to you 

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you 

I get money, money, money, money, money, money 

Money, money, money, money, money, money 

 

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Livin' that life, livin' that life from under dem streetlights 

But it ain't bright enough to show me where I'm goin' 

But I still find my way and when I do I keep goin' 

 

And uh, a nigga wit strikes 

Try me and your family don't sleep right 

Didn't think I was tough enough to make it on my own 

But I can get through anything if I done made it through the storm 

 

And uh, now I'm killin' at night 

Killin' that night-life on the east side 

Leather on chrome 

Television with the phone and the top is so gone 

 

Ya see times is hard as it is 

That's why I got girls and my girls got kids 

And all I wanna do is handle my biz 

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did 

 

Every day I been prayin' to you 

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you 

I get money, money, money, money, money, money 

Money, money, money, money, money, money 

 

Yeah, flash the bright lights, nigga, smash on site 

Born rich, bitch-nigga, live with no wife 

Keep the pain of the price, prices with the dice 

Give a fuck about your life rollin' railish stripes 

 

High like a kite, G4 every night 

Overseas money, bitch, we do it so right 

Don't do it right so we don't it all 

Money hard, bitch nigga playin' like a ball 

 

Ball life, ya head life, ya gettin' getcha game right 

Ya paid the price, hit ya up and laid you right 

Twist ya life, nigga, we live in sunshine 

5-star condo and stay fly 

 

Ya see times is hard as it is 

That's why I got girls and my girls got kids 

And all I wanna do is handle my biz 

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did 

 

Every day I been prayin' to you 

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you 

I get money, money, money, money, money, money 

Money, money, money, money, money, money 

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