I don“t stop hustling This hustling shit like breathing to me This shit really don“t stop As soon as I wake up it“s the first thing I do (You“re not making this easy, Kyle)
It“s the first thing I think about, I don“t take breaks This shit three-six-five, two-six-nine You hear me, clearly
The whole team gotta work, from the manger to janitor Caught him tryna dodge, now his Challenger a massacre Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar I done made it to the league, you an amateur LAX trip like I ain“t dribble, I“m a traveler Thought I fell off but I was hanging off the banister D-dollar sign-to the M, I“m the ambassador
Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar, ha-ha-ha, yeah The whole team gotta work, from the manger to the janitor Caught him tryna dodge, now his Challenger a massacre Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind (I“ma do the calendar), yeah, bitch (DSM)
You won“t find another me, I“m generational If I up a hunnid on the “Gram, the purpose educational On a mission to the riches “cause I think the quest obtainable
We want yo life now, that lil“ debt ain“t payable Rock star, flip into crowd like Taka Michinoku If you get a chance to score, a lob is what I“m finna throw you I don“t owe you shit, I don“t owe you nothing I got a pint, bro got a pint, is you gon“ pour you something?
Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar, ha-ha-ha, yeah The whole team gotta work, from the manger to the janitor Caught him tryna dodge, now his Challenger a massacre Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar
Fuck a thirty day grind (I“ma do the calendar), yeah
I“m either spraying Glocks, Baccarat, or Creed (Sheesh) I don“t box, bet these shots make “em bop and weave You out here playing like the old Shaq, why you hopping teams? (Lame, yo old-ass out here hopping teams) Tryna hit my bitch? You better off hitting the lottery Touch yo dead homies in the sky, it“s a robbery I be where the dollars be, why you think these Ksubi“s cram? If my hitter pop a P, you better hope his toolie jammed, fuck
Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar, ha-ha-ha, yeah The whole team gotta work, from the manger to the janitor Caught him tryna dodge, now his Challenger a massacre Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar Fuck a thirty day grind, I“ma do the calendar No hat
(Thought I fell off but I was hanging off the banister) (D-dollar sign-to the M, I“m the ambassador)