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letra de hustle - skwallaz

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[verse 1]

another day is here in life to fight for
regular clock-ins, the checks with side jobs
making songs at home, got dreams and high hopes
tryna make it in and get my shine on

get up and bustling it, i keep my hustling in
gotta break it down, it’s been a cold minute
got my own touch in it, i bring the buffs in it
watch me lay ’em out and leave ’em all spinning

work up as i’m putting all the time up, hours
day in and a day out, making moolah shower
bring on out that nightfall, get a little louder
speed up faster, feeling better, getting stronger

been doing my own thing with these tracks
laying down these bars wrote with these hands
bopping out the bеat hard on that pad
composition all pressed for them plaquеs

[chorus]

all right, uh, here we go
turnout, sharp, on the road
mobbing, grind, that workflow
working up that payroll
come on now, now, let’s go
money, cash, on that dough
pass it on, drink and smoke
hustle down on the floor

[verse 2]

another day is here in life to live for
nothing ’bout to stop this ride i been on
been took care my lane and you roll with yours
built up on that progress, watch it take off

from very beginning, stood out, ain’t no fit in
shooking out the crowds, i got ’em all tripping
got my own twist in it, i make the ice dripping
got that burning venom in me mad spitting

watch me on my work like i ain’t got no limit
everybody acting like they some high critics
thinking that they know me after i stay winning
n0body got it on me, i’m my own credits

it don’t matter how many got doubt
i been on my roll, blasting that sound
pulling up the scene, it’s going down
these things keep on when i come around
[chorus]

all right, uh, here we go
turnout, sharp, on the road
mobbing, grind, that workflow
working up that payroll

come on now, now, let’s go
money, cash, on that dough
pass it on, drink and smoke
hustle down on the floor

[verse 3]

switch that flow up ’cause i make the parts
none can tell me what to do and not
my recipe cooking up my songs
make my own rules and i’m bringing bops

used they time all questioning this
ain’t gon’ hit, they done miss
keep that bet up, this ain’t no test
been that trip, staying lit

flossed and bossed up with that bag
went up and i got ’em in a bunch fast
spark it nonstop in the lab
served that hot sauce burning, i got ’em mad
throw a party, bang that body hard out like a snare
shawties thirst trap on it like the paper in the air
popping out more bottles, taking shots out, drink that flare
getting blackout gone like no tomorrow, we don’t care

[chorus]

all right, uh, here we go
turnout, sharp, on the road
mobbing, grind, that workflow
working up that payroll

come on now, now, let’s go
money, cash, on that dough
pass it on, drink and smoke
hustle down on the floor

[outro]

y’all don’t know me
no one even ready when i come
they can’t stand me
none can’t even handle what i got

it’s skwallaz

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