J-Cuse - Hustle Back 2.0 lyrics

[Verse 1: Derek Luh] I did rose from the dead surprised that I'm coming back They like who the f** is that some Tim's and a bucket hat And I got a couple stacks poppin' like some bubble wrap Been absent for a year, I just had to get my hustle back I just had to get my hustle back (2x) Surrounded by a couple crews and all they think is cash roots Bad news from bad moves just doing what I had to I rap do with tattoos, but everything is factual And I had you like last June t**ng in a bathroom I ain't saying names, done playing games And when you get to fame your friends never stay the same Guy were the same, thinking I'm the one to blame Guess who grew stronger when he struggled through the pain Friends acting stupid set your goals and look through it My homies Pusha Ye, while I'm making good music. True! I just had to get my hustle back (2x) [Verse 2: Mark Battles] Now I'm riding with a couple cats that would k** for a hundred stacks All my ex's running back tryna' work it out jumping jacks Squashin' like a pumpkin patch, I ain't hearin' none of that Pre-season ended I just had to get my hustle back I just had to get my hustle back (2x) King James for the giant fruit, why'd you let the lion loose Say baby you kinda cute she blow me like she tryin' soup I ain't gotta lot of you, I won't let a dollar loose She scheming for the Prada boots, chicks follow me like Mama Goose Anything is possible, had to make something clear Nah it ain't nothin' here, a savage since wonder years Refuse to shed another tear, shopping with a couple peers I show up and blow bucks like I'm hunting' deer Three's up, Never cared about material dreams I understand the in-betweens and all the pain that it brings So im gonna keep doing me ya'll I ain't changing a thing Put my prints all on the game till they make me a king It's Battles I just had to get my hustle back (2x) [Verse 3: Derek Luh] I said my boys making' bands like fifty a week They headed in one direction if they don't get it they'll sink Every minute we feast, tryna' give me the piece So picture Marshawn Lynch many the kid is a beast Ya'll ain't even worth scrat, crying since my first rap Going hard I'm tryna' show it all like a thirst trap Ive been on the merch tracks, get a beat and dirty that Man that sh** is so dead i just had to bring a verse back I just had to get my hustle back (2x) [Verse 4: Mark Battles] It all came together yeah the time it was simple Got me working day and night just tryna' find my potential Till I'm on Mad TV not talking' Comedy Central Couple thousand for a verse I'm thanking God for a pencil I play it cool, but a fool no I'm not the kind I see the dream, defeat the team like a soccer mom I got the grind, I'm tryna' shine till I'm out of time Im blowing' minds before my prom so I'm doing fine Nothing to say to you n***as I'm like a white kid in the 50's, I can't play with you n***as Your mistake cause all the hate is just making us bigger Ain't no need for photoshop when you created the picture It's Battles I just had to get my hustle back I had to get my hustle back