Yeah, hustla      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right nah      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right money right      The pots hot as the rock expands   It's the paper chasin' man on the clock like hands   Grindin' like teeth, get money like heat   Cliff Hukstable keep it comin' like Keith      Gotta make last forever for worse or for better   Gotta make it past the devil so guns I got several   And everybody plays, the fool says Aaron Nevelle   But I just play to win holler back like heavy metal      Smellin' like pedals from a rose so they ***   My breads buildin' bagels and legos   When I rose they froze, trust me for the pesos   I'm an A hole AK holes      Think face blow and understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads   Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode   I will hold court until the case closed   Brown bag ***      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right nah      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right money right      Young new investment ain't no turnin' me back   Had the rubber band stacks in the button king sack   And I ain't never goin' back, sike I love the life   Standin' under the street lights tryin' to get off that white      At a reasonable price nah, I ain't tryin' to bargain wit you   You *** hatin' well, I guess they gonna be starvin' wit you   I got 2 jobs, I sell and I cop ***   Like father like son well, I was adopted      I told the Birdman, stunna give me a chance   And I don't even wanna tell you what I did with my advance   'Cause I'm only a man, I had to feed my fam'   Takin' that hood *** and copped about 24 grams      Man, I guess it is what it is, it was what it was   Before the rap game, I was sellin' drugs   Either way I'm six figures before my first record   I'll stunt y'all, don't respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right nah      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right money right      From an eight to a quarter, from a half to a brick   From an 0 to the ozies, that how I'm hood rich   And murder was the case got me emptyin' lot of clips   Stunna hollerin' Birdman, *** right back in this ***      Third world throw the you up, I'm rollin' in the whip   With this money on my mind, gotta hustla and to lift   Them high rise dealin' me and youngin' on some ***   Breaking bread, choppin' millions 'cause a *** ain't ***      Told as a youngin' how to roll with the chopper   If money on your block for the money I'ma pop ya   *** wanna hate but they money wouldn't stop us   From ridin' fly whips now they *** out jockin'      We stunnin' while ya hating **, stunna is what made you **   I hear you poppin' *** but the Birdman raised you ***   Birdman got an army, Birdman got a navy   And Cash Money can't save ya      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right nah      I got the brown bag full of money   I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that   I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more   I got my mind, right money right