Hustling / Massacre / Must’ve Been lyrics

[Hook]
All up on my money, sh*t be coming I ain't rushin'
n*gga thinks he flexin', boy you broke ain't no discussion
Shoot you with this .40, Ion't give you no concussion
You know we go for tippy top, that's with me get to bussin'
All they know is nothin'
Hollows leave him gushin'
pus*y sit the f*ck in
No we do no scufflin'
pus*y boy you must've been
Swear I grew up hustlin'

[Verse 1]
I stay with them demons, n*gga front me and we gon' pack 'em up
F.N in my pockets in case a n*gga get to acting tough
Ion't blow to back 'em up
Headshot like a massacre
I don't know who gassed him up
This what comes with acting tough
Every n*gga with me on go, go, go
Been a savage ever since they took bro, bro, bro
So, I just been tryna stay lowkey
And I ain't never ducking none with thе police
Rollie on my right wrist, AP on my left
Still bе in them trenches, I be drippin' every step
They don't wanna see a n*gga grow up and progress
Can't believe I made it, I'm just Tjay from the S
[Hook]
All up on my money, sh*t be coming I ain't rushin'
n*gga thinks he flexin', boy you broke ain't no discussion
Shoot you with this .40, Ion't give you no concussion
You know we go for tippy top, that's with me get to bussin'
All they know is nothin'
Hollows leave him gushin'
pus*y sit the f*ck in
No we do no scufflin'
pus*y boy you must've been
Swear I grew up hustlin'

[Open Verse]

[Hook]
All up on my money, sh*t be coming I ain't rushin'
n*gga thinks he flexin', boy you broke ain't no discussion
Shoot you with this .40, Ion't give you no concussion
You know we go for tippy top, that's with me get to bussin'
All they know is nothin'
Hollows leave him gushin'
pus*y sit the f*ck in
No we do no scufflin'
pus*y boy you must've been
Swear I grew up hustlin'