Hustle, Hustle

[Verse 1: Quartermaine]

Spokesman of the precious few

I represent the views of independent youth

That wrestle nail-and-tooth to evade neckties and suits

'Cause, truthfully, a nine-to-nine's a waste of time

Plus a waste of mind, so I blaze a dime

Tryna find creative ways to escape the grind

I gotta take what's mine, in this land of milk and honey

Filled with money, still hungry

And won't finish 'til I fill my tummy

Grill me or love me; my passion is unbridled

When idle, craftin' recitals that can't lose, like Magic to Michael

Pick or choose

Not only dropping knowledge, but slamming and dishing jewels

Navigate with slicker moves, through the gritty city, I cruise

Confused, what to do with my life, but got my sights set on the apex

It's a safe bet that I ain't taking no for an answer

This quest for dough is like a cancer

Spreading over body parts, especially my mind and heart

Time to start the relentless pursuit, so I can make my mark

On this planet, granted, I mannered see-saw mechanics

From circumstances that only causing confidence damage

Planted firmly, I'm standing on the outskirts of the average

Relishing the challenge, until the day my spirit vanish

Man, this life is tough and I've had enough, my tank's on empty

Valleys are plenty, but from the top, they can't prevent me

The Rotten Apple, it tempts me, locked in the grapple at Lensy

Time to take stock and watch how far determination get me

[Hook: Phonte]

(Check it) Everybody, across the world, better get your hustle on

Out in the street, move your feet, before your money's gone

Mama can't sleep and baby need clothes

I gotta make my moves and do it myself

Mama can't sleep and baby need clothes

I gotta make my moves and do it myself – yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: C.A.L.I.B.E.R.]

Stretchin', hear me, never any rest for the weary

Try to progress, at best, I eat, sleep barely

The future is scary and so I proceed to look for solid ground

But, difficult, because I'm always in and out of town

Weight by the pound, not in the duffle

I bear a bigger burden on my back that go beyond the strength of muscle

The hustle and bustle, trying to figure out the puzzle

Of how to triumph amongst the troubles sent to bust your bubble

Trust, I'm accustomed with the everyday

I wonder, will my stress ever decay? Looking for a better way

Ahead of the days of a bigger mission, sealing my vision

CALIBER living and bringing it to fruition

Lord, if you listen, I'm only asking for the strength

To bask in the paper, after laboring for such length

It's like an eternity with much ahead

I hope of every second I invested, I'm collectin' at the end

[Hook: Phonte]

(Check it) Everybody, across the world, better get your hustle on

Out in the street, move your feet, before your money's gone

Mama can't sleep and baby need clothes

I gotta make my moves and do it myself

Mama can't sleep and baby need clothes

I gotta make my moves and do it myself – yeah, yeah

Everybody, across the world, better get your hustle on

Out in the street, move your feet, before your money's gone

Mama can't sleep and baby need clothes

I gotta make my moves and do it myself

Mama can't sleep and baby need clothes

I gotta make my moves and do it myself – yeah, yeah

[Outro: Critically Acclaimed]

Just do it, just do it

Just do it, do it, do it

Just do it, just do it

Just do it, do it, do it

We gotta hustle, y'all, right now, y'all

We gotta hustle, y'all, right now, y'all

We gotta hustle, y'all, right now, y'all

We gotta hustle, y'all, right now, y'all