No More (Album Version Explicit)

Yeah, hustler music

I got that brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more

But I would never say that no more

I got my mind right now

I got that brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more

But I would never say that no more

I got my mind right, money right, yeah

The pot's hot as the rock expands

It's the paper chasin' man on the clock like hands

Grindin' like teeth get money like Heath-

Cliff Huxtable, keep it comin' like Keith

Gotta make it last forever, for worse or for better

Gotta make it past the devil, so guns, I got several

And everybody plays the fool, says Aaron Neville

But I just play to win, holler back like heavy metal

Smellin' like pedals from a rose, so they hoes

My bread's buildin', bagels and legos

When I rose, they froze

Trust me for them pesos I'm an a-hole, AK holes

Think face blows

And understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads

Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode

I will hold court until the case closed

Brown bag, bitch

I got that brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more

But I would never say that no more

I got my mind right now

I got that brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more

But I would never say that no more

I got my mind right, money right

See, I'm the new investment, ain't no turnin' me back

Had them rubber band stacks in the button king sack

And I ain't never goin' back, sike, I love the life

Standin' under the street lights, tryin' to get off that white

At a reasonable price? Nah, I ain't tryin' to bargain with you

Them niggas hatin'? Well, I guess they gonna be starvin' with you

I got two jobs, I sell and I cop shit

Like Father Like Son, well, I was adopted

I told the Birdman, "Stunna, give me a chance"

But I don't even wanna tell you what I did with my advance

'Cause I'm only a man, I had to feed my fam

Took that lil' shit and copped three-thousand-twenty-four grams

Man, guess it is what it is, it was what it was

'Fore the rap game, I was sellin' drugs

And either way, I'm six figures before my first record

All-star, y'all gon' respect my my work ethic (I'm a hustla)

I got that brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more

But I would never say that no more

I got my mind right now

I got this brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more

But I would never say that no more (yeah, we're settin' you up, nigga)

I got my mind right, money right, yeah (Uptown, yaeh)

From an eighth to a quarter, from a half to a brick

From an O to the O-Zs, they say I'm hood rich

And murder was the case, got me emptyin' out a clip

Stunna island, Birdman, nigga, right back in this bitch

Third Ward, throw the U up, I'm rollin' in the whip

With this money on my mind, got a hustle and a lick

Them high-rise buildings, me and young'n on some shit

Breakin' bread, choppin' millions, 'cause a bitch ain't shit

Told as a young'n how to roll with that chopper

If money on your block, for the money, I'll pop 'em

Nigga wanna hate but they money went and stopped 'em

From ridin' fly whips, now they hoes out joggin'

We stuntin' while y'all hatin', nigga

Stunna is what made you, nigga

I hear you poppin' shit, but the Birdman raised you, bitch

Birdman got an army, Birdman got a navy

And Cash Money can't save you

I got that brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more

But I would never say that no more

I got my mind right now

I got that brown bag full of money

I got the work goin' to Florida

And I swore that I would never hustle no more (yeah, nigga)

But I would never say that no more (and I can smoke to that)

I got my mind right, money right, yeah (you heard that, homeboy)

Like Father Like Son, nigga

And we on the money train, believe that (money, money, money train)

New Orleans, all day, daddy (yeah)

From the block to the top, nigga (that's how we get it)

That's how we get it (that's how we get it)

From the kitchen to the rocks