Juicy J - HUSTLING & GRINDING Lyrics

What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the f*ck up"
Yeah-eh-eh
Oh, yeah

Call up all the troops, they gon' slide for me (they gon' slide for me)
All I want is truth, don't lie to me
Remember back then no one ride for me
I was in a jam, but I made it out

In my zone, that's my home
I've been gone for too long
Hustlin' and grindin'
All that stress in my head
Been hustlin' and grindin'
I'll be good, I'll be good (yeah, yeah)

Nigga, follow me, I'm gon' lead you to the money
If you name it, I done done it, you already know who run it
I don't kick it with no sucker niggas, nah, we ain't puntin'
Bitch, I ball, I treat every day like Superbowl Sunday
Keep a bad bitch with me with Giuseppes on her feet
Spend some racks on her rack, couple hundred for a weave
You know shawty aim to please, she gon' take care of my knee
She look up to Meg' Thee Stallion, I'm gon' make her work them knees (woo)
The game ain't for free, go send that deposit
I'll make them blue mail walk it right and tote that Houston rocket
Homie, please don't get it twisted, they don't mean I'm finna play
Twenty years, I'm still killin' shit, go get the yellow tape

Call up all the troops, they gon' slide for me (they gon' slide for me)
All I want is truth, don't lie to me (don't lie to me)
Remember back then no one ride for me
I was in a jam, but I made it out

In my zone, that's my home
I've been gone for too long
Hustlin' and grindin'
All that stress in my head
Been hustlin' and grindin'
I'll be good, I'll be good

Voy a seguir hustleando por mis sueños (sueños)
Cielo o infierno, no hay punto medio (medio)
Fumo para matar los nervios (los nervios)
Hago música como remedio (remedio)
Peleo conmigo mismo para matar el ego (oh)
Su peor enemigo siempre fue su miedo (yeah)
Marco la jugada, salgo ileso del juego (wuh)
Para mí no existe el: "Yo no puedo"
Yo sigo ganando, le doy vuelta el tablero (al tablero)
Sigo multiplicando, tengo más de siete cero' (Siete cero')
Yo pongo los billete' y ustede' ponen pero'
Y se hacen seguir llamando "raperos"
A ello' le' molesta que yo diga lo que quiero (ey)
Viva como quiero (ey), haga lo que quiero (ey)
Ustede' no estaban cuando no había dinero
Y las promesa' que teníamo' se prendían fuego
Shout-out pa' Modo Diablo, shout-out pa' lo' Bardero$
Shout-out pa' to'a la gente que sabe que la quiero
Siempre facturando de enero a enero
Dándole la vuelta al mundo entero

Call me when they gone, vendrán por mí
Solo quiero la verdad, no me mientas (no me mientas)
Recuerdo aquellos días que solo estaba por mí
Estaba atrapado, pero me salí

En mi zona, that's my home
Ausente for too long
Hustlin' and grindin'
All that stress en mi mente
Been hustlin' and grindin'
Voy a estar bien, I'll be good