Hustle & Grind 4

[Intro]
Why don't you just listen for a minute
Listen! You listen
It is the last one

[Verse 1: Slyzwicked & Mista Doesha]
Back with the hustle, back with the grind
Y'all already know this overtime
I'ma go in, but the pen don't say when
Just k-k-kick you by design
That's how it goes, it's all I know
Killing at will, look out below
Y'all better make way when I slay, I'm coming in hot to stop the show
Y'all wanna doubt me? Oh no no
I'm gonna get mine, I'm for sure
I'm gonna be kicking that door
And you don't wanna get me to explode
Hating among us I know, it comes with the bigger we grow
Handle my shit like a pro
I hop in the booth and just go
I take my shirt off, get to flexing on 'еm
Got a little message for 'еm
Old head still put a thumping and a hurting on 'em
Thought this was a turtle race until I put them jets up on 'em
Only gave me eight, I saved that other eight for next one on 'em
Silverback gorilla pimping, better watch your tone
Disrespecting any one of us I guarantee it's on
On my grind still like there ain't a dime in the bank
I'm a vet up on the microphone, I kill it till it stank, ugh

[Chorus: Mista Doesha]
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping me
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping me
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping

[Verse 2: Spek One & JP Tha Hustler]
There ain't no stopping (There ain't no stopping)
There ain't no dropping (There ain't no dropping)
And all opposing faculties, they all be flopping (They all be flopping)
And we're not mocking (We're not mocking)
I know it's shocking (I know it's shocking)
We're moving fast, they're moving slow, the blood is clotting (Blood is clotting)
I'm dropping knowledge a different take out a different book
Had they all claiming they feel this but yet I'll leave 'em shook
And I'm that crook, you're a backstage bandit
I don't care about your crew, I'll kill you all off one-handed
Pandemic panic had you mu'fuckas manic
I was dropping fifty singles and I'm all across the planet
While you home making a sandwich I was holed up causing damage
You was bitching 'bout some bullshit, doing less than I could manage
So I'm picking up yo slack, had to give the people music
Had to find a new position, had to fire up my movement
Use it or lose it, what they say about the process
Pedal to the medal while you chilling on the armrest
Wicked never stopping 'cause we fighting many demons in the fire
And my soul got my music money, blinging
Singing, know you clapping, know you cheering, know you hating
It's my mission, get you moving in the club contemplating
I'm motivating cause my hustle never stop
And it's my DNA sequencing got me always dropping
Some new shit like a base hit
Your facelift, you shape-shift
Your mind swell with ear heat
Your mouth seize and eyes bleed

[Chorus: Mista Doesha]
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping me
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping me
I'm on the hustle and there ain't no stopping me
I'm on the rise and there ain't no dropping
(No dropping, no dropping, no dropping, no dropping)