Ain't no signal over here, what?
Ain't no signal over here bitch! (Yuh!)
Yes
2024Ever
(I'm really coming like that)
On the upside, you heard me? Say you heard me
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again
When you turn one into three can't complain about nothing
Even two, life's great, it's good
If I lost everything now I can get it straight back
Kept it clean, my face is good
All y'all pandemic niggas touched all that money y'all pry won't touch again
Even though I'm cruddy I still got love for the bitch, only reason Ion't f*ck her friend
I like to swing my door
That mean my phone still clipping
That mean sales still calling
That mean I'm good, I ain't tripping
Nigga call me and he talking crazy I'mma hang up, Ion't f*ck with that
And You know all sales final when you deal with Tecky, can't bring nothing back
And we spilled blood 'bout this, 'bout respect,
'Bout money, 'bout life, 'bout bitches never
If you put this car in your name and this cut in ya house, I'm like "Mwah", you can get whatever
Don't mention my name on them phones when you booked in them jails just chill nigga, bails is paid
And if I ain't come through for you, then you pry did something Ion't like, nigga beds is made
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again (Yes)
They know
I live "How I Want" lifestyle, on the daily I blow a bag
That's another 10 thousand left in the glove box
Spent that too, that's how you know it's bad
Everything mine, my store, my label, my business
Find a nigga say I owe a tab
I watched you f*ck up 10 thousand 10 times, ain't got a hunnit I know, it's sad
And you know I'm one of them niggas might slip up once, I promise ain't falling twice
And one thing I learned 'bout these streets and I learned 'bout life, you can't take all advice
And I don't be f*cking with niggas, every time that I don't they show me I called it right
You know I been chilling but Ion't like to chill too long, f*ck that, I'mma ball tonight
Please don't turn me down
How you gon' burn me down
Walking forward can't turn me 'round
Fire grams, you can't turn these down (huh)
I got this shit how I got it
You could've been in but you left, got to watch it now
And this what I'm made for
Really I made more and saved more with you not around
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again (Yes)
Yg Teck - Hustlin Ways Lyrics
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Ain't no signal over here, what?
Ain't no signal over here bitch! (Yuh!)
Yes
2024Ever
(I'm really coming like that)
On the upside, you heard me? Say you heard me
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again
When you turn one into three can't complain about nothing
Even two, life's great, it's good
If I lost everything now I can get it straight back
Kept it clean, my face is good
All y'all pandemic niggas touched all that money y'all pry won't touch again
Even though I'm cruddy I still got love for the bitch, only reason Ion't f*ck her friend
I like to swing my door
That mean my phone still clipping
That mean sales still calling
That mean I'm good, I ain't tripping
Nigga call me and he talking crazy I'mma hang up, Ion't f*ck with that
And You know all sales final when you deal with Tecky, can't bring nothing back
And we spilled blood 'bout this, 'bout respect,
'Bout money, 'bout life, 'bout bitches never
If you put this car in your name and this cut in ya house, I'm like "Mwah", you can get whatever
Don't mention my name on them phones when you booked in them jails just chill nigga, bails is paid
And if I ain't come through for you, then you pry did something Ion't like, nigga beds is made
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again (Yes)
They know
I live "How I Want" lifestyle, on the daily I blow a bag
That's another 10 thousand left in the glove box
Spent that too, that's how you know it's bad
Everything mine, my store, my label, my business
Find a nigga say I owe a tab
I watched you f*ck up 10 thousand 10 times, ain't got a hunnit I know, it's sad
And you know I'm one of them niggas might slip up once, I promise ain't falling twice
And one thing I learned 'bout these streets and I learned 'bout life, you can't take all advice
And I don't be f*cking with niggas, every time that I don't they show me I called it right
You know I been chilling but Ion't like to chill too long, f*ck that, I'mma ball tonight
Please don't turn me down
How you gon' burn me down
Walking forward can't turn me 'round
Fire grams, you can't turn these down (huh)
I got this shit how I got it
You could've been in but you left, got to watch it now
And this what I'm made for
Really I made more and saved more with you not around
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again (Yes)
Ain't no signal over here bitch! (Yuh!)
Yes
2024Ever
(I'm really coming like that)
On the upside, you heard me? Say you heard me
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again
When you turn one into three can't complain about nothing
Even two, life's great, it's good
If I lost everything now I can get it straight back
Kept it clean, my face is good
All y'all pandemic niggas touched all that money y'all pry won't touch again
Even though I'm cruddy I still got love for the bitch, only reason Ion't f*ck her friend
I like to swing my door
That mean my phone still clipping
That mean sales still calling
That mean I'm good, I ain't tripping
Nigga call me and he talking crazy I'mma hang up, Ion't f*ck with that
And You know all sales final when you deal with Tecky, can't bring nothing back
And we spilled blood 'bout this, 'bout respect,
'Bout money, 'bout life, 'bout bitches never
If you put this car in your name and this cut in ya house, I'm like "Mwah", you can get whatever
Don't mention my name on them phones when you booked in them jails just chill nigga, bails is paid
And if I ain't come through for you, then you pry did something Ion't like, nigga beds is made
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again (Yes)
They know
I live "How I Want" lifestyle, on the daily I blow a bag
That's another 10 thousand left in the glove box
Spent that too, that's how you know it's bad
Everything mine, my store, my label, my business
Find a nigga say I owe a tab
I watched you f*ck up 10 thousand 10 times, ain't got a hunnit I know, it's sad
And you know I'm one of them niggas might slip up once, I promise ain't falling twice
And one thing I learned 'bout these streets and I learned 'bout life, you can't take all advice
And I don't be f*cking with niggas, every time that I don't they show me I called it right
You know I been chilling but Ion't like to chill too long, f*ck that, I'mma ball tonight
Please don't turn me down
How you gon' burn me down
Walking forward can't turn me 'round
Fire grams, you can't turn these down (huh)
I got this shit how I got it
You could've been in but you left, got to watch it now
And this what I'm made for
Really I made more and saved more with you not around
I can hit the brick of the fet, extra 36 Oz, that's right my hustling ways
And I got a spot on the low and a one that I go
I pry ain't touch for days
Break every pound out a box into zips if I want
I'll pry be up for days
She goin' f*ck me and the bro and don't give a f*ck 'bout it
She in her "F*ck it" phase
Living my life how I want, I ain't thinking 'bout people, I'm like "Who the f*ck is them?"
I'll do a 90 Day Run, pop out on these niggas, next time I'mma up a M
I'm coming Ricky on Ricky, Sinclair when I'm bored
I'm slippery, don't f*ck with him
And you know I chill for the winter, I'm telling you now
This summer it's UP again (Yes)
Writer: yg teck
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid