Wylie - Hustle Hard (That's All You Can Really Do) lyrics

(Hook) Hustle hard that's all you can really do Hustle hard and make all of your dreams come true Hustle hard that's all you can really do Hustle hard and make all of your dreams come true (Bridge) Tell me what you want, tell me what you need You gotta get to work to live out these dreams Tell me what you want tell me what you need You gotta get to work to live out these dreams Y'all be tripping, watch me whip it Yeah i'm doing work We stretch before we grind So we ain't getting hurt Tell me what you want Just let me know My homies and i Keep chasing dough Dad died, my ex left, and my momma cut me off Started working odd jobs just to grocery shop Yeah we done a lotta sh** just for this paper Broke as a joke and i still get them haters They say “f** you” I say “f** me” I get money i am so lucky Nah I just work B Can't you just trust me? I got rum in my slurpee Oh you trying to hurt me? Oh you trying to hurt me? These fuccboi's don't know me They weird like some bronies If I was Italian I'd send em to Tony Make sure to expose all of the phonies Give me a few years and your mom gonna know me Give me a few minutes and I get your girl to blow me Now you f**in know me f** being homies All I need is OZs Yeah i'm talking all my sh** Y'all need to get up off my dick Unless you a hot a** chick Hustle hard that's all you can really do Hustle hard and make all of your dreams come true Hustle hard that's all you can really do Hustle hard and make all of your dreams come true I'm gonna talk my sh** and all y'all really need to listen You do a little work and and then you get to b**hin I always bring the heat so get da f** up out my kitchen I always bring the heat so get da f** up out my kitchen k**ing da rap game is my mission Hip hop is my addiction And for the culture i am a great addition f** who get mad at me Sorry your life is saddening And my life so happening Broke as a joke and thats the truth I only find solace inside the booth I might find solace inside a noose But i can't die, not not just yet First I need to get out of debt Then I'm gonna be all about my checks Tell me what you want, tell me what you need You gotta get to work to live out these dreams Tell me what you want tell me what you need You gotta get to work to live out these dreams Working forever chasing the cheddar I need more money for cashmere sweaters And other nice ways to make life better Hip hop is all i know so that's my endeavor I just wanna ball like i'm Chris Webber Flows so cold like they under weather Flows so hot like cayenne pepper