[Chorus: Governor] I'm out here, hustlin I'm just thinkin 'bout gettin back home to you babe I'm out here, hustlin You see that's how I'm able to send that little money to you Hustlin - let's get more freedom in my future, so we can ball (out here) So we can sip champagne, and puff that mary jane And you can fly first class on an airplane
[T.I.] Jeah, ay, let's go man I remember comin up, used to hate to get on the bus Dreams of gettin paid and makin the big bucks Started to get a little then couldn't get enough Let me in, I'ma win nigga I don't give a fuck The environment sucks but the bread ain't bad The broads, don't fuck 'em all but the head ain't bad I'm young, rich and legit; think the Feds ain't mad? Haters are sick of the Six, so scared of the scad Dag, damn nigga ya ain't have to brag This'll never pay, remember when you said that bad? The nigga still thinkin I blew up so fast J. Geter, remember when you put up yo' last? This for my niggaz tryin to flip yo' cash 'fore the Feds can get a chance to clip yo' ass Get a lot of powder in a Ziplock bag Wrist full of rubber bands, 40-cal's in the dash
[Chorus]
[T.I.] Yo ay, ay, let me holla at 'em Gov'.. I know some people love me to death and there's some that can't stand me Cause I got a big-ass crib in Miami (what else?) Another out in Cali, backyard so sandy (okay) And most broads find it hard to understand me But the same attitude that make crews goddamn me is the same ones that got me lookin cool at the Grammy's Haters wanna damage me but King you'll never be Shawty holla at me when you get your first felony Then holla at me when you've been on Dave Letterman Say they never seen a real nigga so elegant Lames wanna hear that real shit and I'm tellin it Trained the game to be sold and I'm sellin it Chasin a Honda mil', that bullshit is irrelevant We can race if you wanna, I bet on me and you'll never win Simply cause a loser's somethin I've never been If you doubt now holla back at 2007 then
[Chorus]
[Governor] Hustlin... out here... Hustlin... out here... [echoes]
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[Chorus: Governor] I'm out here, hustlin I'm just thinkin 'bout gettin back home to you babe I'm out here, hustlin You see that's how I'm able to send that little money to you Hustlin - let's get more freedom in my future, so we can ball (out here) So we can sip champagne, and puff that mary jane And you can fly first class on an airplane
[T.I.] Jeah, ay, let's go man I remember comin up, used to hate to get on the bus Dreams of gettin paid and makin the big bucks Started to get a little then couldn't get enough Let me in, I'ma win nigga I don't give a fuck The environment sucks but the bread ain't bad The broads, don't fuck 'em all but the head ain't bad I'm young, rich and legit; think the Feds ain't mad? Haters are sick of the Six, so scared of the scad Dag, damn nigga ya ain't have to brag This'll never pay, remember when you said that bad? The nigga still thinkin I blew up so fast J. Geter, remember when you put up yo' last? This for my niggaz tryin to flip yo' cash 'fore the Feds can get a chance to clip yo' ass Get a lot of powder in a Ziplock bag Wrist full of rubber bands, 40-cal's in the dash
[Chorus]
[T.I.] Yo ay, ay, let me holla at 'em Gov'.. I know some people love me to death and there's some that can't stand me Cause I got a big-ass crib in Miami (what else?) Another out in Cali, backyard so sandy (okay) And most broads find it hard to understand me But the same attitude that make crews goddamn me is the same ones that got me lookin cool at the Grammy's Haters wanna damage me but King you'll never be Shawty holla at me when you get your first felony Then holla at me when you've been on Dave Letterman Say they never seen a real nigga so elegant Lames wanna hear that real shit and I'm tellin it Trained the game to be sold and I'm sellin it Chasin a Honda mil', that bullshit is irrelevant We can race if you wanna, I bet on me and you'll never win Simply cause a loser's somethin I've never been If you doubt now holla back at 2007 then
[Chorus]
[Governor] Hustlin... out here... Hustlin... out here... [echoes]
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