Tonk for the Money

When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle

Always had to hustle, always had to hustle

When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle

Always had to hustle, always had to hustle

When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle

Always had to hustle, always had to hustle

When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle

Always had to hustle, always had to hustle

When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle

Always had to hustle, always had to hustle

When I was a young nigga, I always had to hustle

Always had to hustle, always had to hustle

I know you thought this track wouldn't ever could have a hook so long

But that's how this summer shit get down, you better get up or get gone

But I promise that this shit ain't just no other boring song

You can put your bitch up if you insist, motherfucker

I'm in the club with my kicks up kicking shit, just looking butter, hold on

Fuck what you rolling, it ain't that strong, it ain't that potent

It's either you flexing or you don't know shit

Fuck you and the horse you rode in

I'm Nick James, if you don't know

And you probably just don't know, cause I'm never in your photo

Fuck that Kodak, get your ass up

Hit that blunt, and then I pass it

Hit your bitch and then I pass 'em

Smoking mad, she just an action

Want her back? Nigga you can have her

Oops

And Nigga that was just the motherfuckin' intro?