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Yeah, T-Rell It comes a point in a man's life where... He just gotta get it done And right now my nigga, I gotta get it done Look I gotta get my momma out the hood Make sure that my kid is living good I got to, I got to I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a nigga out I got to, I got to I gotta get my momma out the hood Make sure that my kid is living good I got to, I got to I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a nigga out I got to, I got to Yeah T-Rell Wake and fake I'm here to motivate Good Lord I'm blessed to breathe and glad to see another day Them kids they gotta eat [?] These days is gettin' short No room for wastin' time SongtexteGet it by any means Work hard and follow dreams Stay close to your team I swear these streets is mean I gotta get my momma out the hood And make sure that my kid is living good (Oh yeah) I gotta get this hustle off the ground, these bills is gon' stress a nigga out I swear to God no man alive could top me Man I swear to God no man alive can stop me I got to, I got to My kids deserve the world and they gon' get that Hustle 'til it hurts and never sit back That lazy nigga shit, I swear that you can keep that And the way a nigga grind, I know you niggas peep that I got to, I got to I gotta get my momma out the hood Make sure that my kid is living good I got to, I got to I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a nigga out I got to, I got to I gotta get my momma out the hood Make sure that my kid is living good I got to, I got to I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a nigga out I got to, I got to Now if daddy don't hustle then his child don't eat If my child don't eat then daddy can't sleep I got no time to sit around see what that mama gon' do She been playin' games from the start, what the fuck she gon' do My mama too she been trippin' At least she don't wan' leave me I thought you hated this city But this city got pretty [?] show for show I go get it Bring it back to the fans I never asked for this hustle So I thank God who I am I hustle it come back I get on the stage, they pay me, I run that No shirt with the [?] Flickin' up with the big stack Nigga call with a bag, I'ma get that [?] money 'Cause my kids are spoiled and I hate to tell them no so when I hustle, ain't shit funny I got my mama out the hood But I couldn't get all my potnas out the hood Most was lost and misunderstood Most got caught and stuck in [?] I'm sorry lil' homie but I gotta go If anybody comin' back to get you I'm comin' back You already know and that's on the [?] I gotta get my momma out the hood Make sure that my kid is living good I got to, I got to I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a nigga out I got to, I got to I gotta get my momma out the hood Make sure that my kid is living good I got to, I got to I gotta get this hustle off the ground, 'cause these bills is gonna stress a nigga out I got to, I got to Yeah, yeah I got to, I got to Yeah, yeah Yeah, I got to, I got to Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah I got to, I got to Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah I got to, I got to I got to, I got to I got to, I got to Aus Songtexte Mania