Out Of State Video (MV)

I've been hustlin' for better days, out of state makin' money plays
Finna cop me a Chevrolet so I could ride around and smoke my haze
I'm livin' life way too fast, hands on the wheel so I won't crash
I get the cash, throw it in the stash, I live for the moment, say f*ck the past
Every day's a new day
I'm with the gang, creatin' new plays
We out here tryna get paid while I stay in my lane and do my thing
Money is the root of all evil, I can feel it in the air like Beanie Segal
Kush too strong, yeah, it might be lethal, I won't lie to you, bro, I won't deceive you
This gang shit, straight bang shit, southside white socks fitted cap shit
From the city that created no lackin, so bitch nigga it's crackin
I'm on the road to riches
I can't be broke like half of these bitches
And I gotta keep my eyes open cause these niggas out here be snitchin
They don't wanna see me at the top, they wanna see me at the bottom
Broken down like I was they father's, but my mama, raised a monster
I switch my flow up and get my dough up, I need more money than I made last year
So I gotta keep it movin', my team congruent, can't let nobody take that from me
When it come to money, I speak real fluent, unless I'm after that punani
Cause money make the world go round, money make the hoes go down
Money make the world go round, money make the hoes go down
Money make the world go round, money make the hoes go down
I've been hustlin' for better days, out of state, makin' money plays
Finna cop me a Chevrolet, so I can ride around and smoke my haze
I'm livin' life way too fast, hands on the wheel so I won't crash
I get the cash, throw it in the stash, I live for the moment, say, f*ck the past
Empty stomach, I'm money hungry, I'm a smart man, not no dummy
H-U-S-T-L-A, I'm a hustler, baby, I'm a hustler
You a buster, whoa, use a buster, we ride around with them dumpers
Makin' noise, that's thunder, need the bread, that wonder
All man is goin' down, smokin' heavy, my lung a nug
I'm a pit bull, you a baby pug from Chi-town, there's no love
What you expect? I've been a wreck, but I get checks, so it's okay
Can't imitate my dope ways, cooler than some Kool-Aid
With the bad chick she tryna get laid, kickin' back and we playin' spades
Kanibulz get to know the gang, life movin' fast, so we movin' faster
Never thought that I'd be a rapper, it's the past, so feel my wrath
Numbers add up, so do the math, hustle hard and stack cash
I've been hustlin' for better days, out of state, makin' money plays
Finna cop me a Chevrolet so I could ride around and smoke my haze
I'm livin' life way too fast, hands on the wheel so I won't crash
I get the cash, throw it in the stash, I live for the moment, say, f*ck the past