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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeezy
Jeezy
Vocals
Anthony Dent
Anthony Dent
Programming
Princeton
Princeton
Bass Guitar
Tim "Bosky"
Tim "Bosky"
Keyboards
Nedras Moreland
Nedras Moreland
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Dent
Anthony Dent
Songwriter
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
Mildred Jackson
Mildred Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthony Dent
Anthony Dent
Producer
Tony Rey
Tony Rey
Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm high off life
And a fifth of Remy
From the city where them young **** die skinny
Keep work on deck if you need any
Just holla at the boys, 'cause they keep plenty
Follow me
Got the weight of the world on my shoulders
But I swear it feels like ten thousand boulders
And it's so heavy
But I'm so ready
Feels like I was born for this
If not, at least I die for it
They said I couldn't do it, but I still try for it
The big question is, what can I do for the youth
E'erybody lyin' to 'em, so I told 'em the truth
I'm a hustler
One man, one stage, one mic
One song, one chance to get it right
Real or fake ya'll, we gon' see the night
And I think I know the way, follow me
I got hustle
One man, one stage, one mic
One song, one chance to get it right
Real or fake y'all, we gon' see the night
And I think I know the way, follow me
I'm a hustler
Real **** don't die, they go to the feds
Fresh out, right back, take some bread
My life's so hard, so concrete
I was raised by 'em, that's why I think so street
Take me for instance
My life is not about you, think me, for instance
I did the impossible, I made it out
Got dealt a bad hand, but I played it out
I'm a left lane ****, my life's so fast
Now I'm thinkin' holmes, got my right blinker on
Spread the word, get my Kirk Franklin on
Stuntin' in traffic, like this my car
Sometimes I wonder how I made it this far
Life's a bitch, so I'm tryna wife her
Spoil her, brah, you know, buy her some things
Lovin' every minute of it, still playin' for chains
I'm a hustler
One man, one stage, one mic
One song, one chance to get it right
Real or fake ya'll, we gon' see the night
And I think I know the way, follow me
I got hustle
One man, one stage, one mic
One song, one chance to get it right
Real or fake ya'll, we gon' see the night
And I think I know the way, follow me
I'm a hustler
Yeah, my brush, let me paint a perfect picture
Got to pay attention, 'cause it's three dimensional
Same picture, see it one of three ways
Let it marinate, it might take a few days
So all y'all talk about, is drugs and violence
So I shouldn't say nothing, yeah, a moment of silence
If it don't make dollars, It don't make sense
Words to live by, took it outta context
When your past is your present and your present is your cash
So I look forward to the future
Get a little paper, your baby mama want half
Partied in college so I need a forecast
Where's the weatherman at when you need him
A hungry **** eat anything ya feed him
A rich ****'ll buy anything you sell him
And a broke ****'ll believe anything you fuckin' tell him
I'm a hustler
One man, one stage, one mic
One song, one chance to get it right
Real or fake ya'll, we gon' see the night
And I think I know the way, follow me
I got hustle
One man, one stage, one mic
One song, one chance to get it right
Real or fake ya'll, we gon' see the night
And I think I know the way, follow me
I'm a hustler
I got hustle
Written by: Anthony Dent, Jay Jenkins, M. Jackson
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