[Intro]
Lupah Phaiym
Why don't you just listen for a minute
Listen! You listen
LP on the beat
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, gеt to flexing on 'em
Got a little mеssage for 'em
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: JP Tha Hustler]
Pandemic panic had you motherfuckers 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
And 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
[Verse 3: Unknown Kapriest]
Dancing with the Devil, no, you dancing with Unknown Kapriest
Chopping necks, decapitating like a guillotine
Hustle and grind like the brains through my magnifier
Set your focus, I'm triple focused through my third eye
Covid operation, 2-0 to the 1-9
You wouldn't have been dreaming, I'm awake fucking goin' for mine
On the grind, on the grit, man I'm getting it
You staying local while Unknown is on his global shit
Prostitute rapper, naw, a promoted pimp
That gimmick who that fucker ain't fucking with
Grindstone, Grim Reality, we stay embracing this
Permanent marker not the pencil, it's too hard to erase this
Inside of me, there's no quit inside of me
Pussy boy I got the horns, I'm a bully beast
Non-essential rappers, these rappers stay the central
Oklahoma, Arkansas, Texas rocking shows
[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 4: M.A.D. & Ant Dog]
In they eyes Madopelli on the rise
Burn the blunt for the ones who ain't smoking to keep me high (Keep me high)
No surprise I'm on my way to get money, I'm getting paid
Hanging under weed trees, ganja for the shade, aye
I feel the grind and we bubble like boiled water
We hustling on tour, providing my son and daughter
It's a slaughter if you fucking with my money, come collect
Dial 1-800-get yo motherfucking neck stretched (Agh)
Ain't no stopping when I Pa-Pac and I feel like Rick James (Like Rick James)
Bitch mixed with a little hurricane, that's a Willie Mays
Hahahaha, I feel like Joker Mister Phoenix shit
The type of shit that make you go Beastmode on some warrior shit
Madopelli grind time, better get your paper, get your mind right
Everybody swerves and hit the limelight
Is that right? Better scene, get your clique tight
Beastmode Warriors and Madopelli taking over
Ain't nobody getting close to this shit
We came to slaughter
[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
[Outro]
You don't know about me
