Lyrics:

[Jay-Z]

nigga ask about me, (yeah) nigga ask about me, (yeah) nigga ask about me, (yeah) nigga ask about me

[Chorus: Jay-Z]

im a hustla, im a im a hustla homie, (yeah) im a hustla, im a im a hustla homie, (yeah) nigga ask, nigga nigga ask about me, (yeah) nigga ask, nigga nigga ask about me, (yeah) im a hustla, im a im a hustla homie, (yeah) im a hustla, im a im a hustla homie, (yeah) nigga ask, nigga nigga ask about me, (yeah) nigga ask, nigga nigga ask about me, (yeah) im a hustla, im a im a hustla homie, (yeah) im a hustla, im a im a hustla homie (yeah)

[Verse 1: Cassidy]

im a hustla, im a im a hustla homie, i got the product, narcotics for the customers homie, fiends open they be smoking like a muffler homie, niggas phony so i only got a couple of homies, if you a hustla i could i could fuck with yah homie, you spend a couple of bucks i stay in touch with yah homie, i get money, i get twenty k, i got twenty strips all don twenty today, aye, i get cake from buds, and haze im making dubs, they hatin cuz im on the grind like im making love, when cops got the block hot like jamaican clubs, cop weight wait for a drought and than make it flood, try take my cake you gone take a slug, but you can take my information if you taking drugs, cuz i can sell raid to a bug, im a hustla i can sell salt to a slug cuz

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

im married to the game, same bride just a new groom, i do more than just do toons, cuz my bills coming too soon, my son gone be two soon, royalty checks come like once in a blue moon, but im getting my dough from doing shows, i made more dough on the grind than going gold, thats why i stay fly im flogin' on hoes, flossin' so cool in a austin no shoes, just a rubberband on my wrist no jewels, i aint got to prove im rich, im no fool, i know the rules and i got time for it, but the nigga will shine when its time for it, and they will hate you deal with the real cake, and they on the corner from morning till real late, i deal weight and if you bastards doubt me, im a hustla, ask about me, ask about me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

to get paid you got saved dont be spending the change, in 5th grade i was hustling my genesis games, i was dumb young, selling chewing gum to my classmates, on the cash chase, moving at a fast pace, never been a dummy, never did what the dummys do, so i had to mill the bird before i turn twenty two, more money more problems is true, cuz the more money i make the more problems for you, yeah i use dude voice, props to the boy sean, he made it a hot line, i made it a hot song, so stop drawn man u gotta respect it, im the best swizz got it perfected, dont mess with c-a double s-i-d-y, cuz i became the best when b-i-g died, the kid do it big like p-u-n, cuz im nice like p-a-c with the p-e-n

[Chorus]

[Cassidy Talking]

this for all my niggas thats going through the struggle thats on the grind, all my niggas that ever had to hustle to get out a dollar, this for yall man, personality change man, the kid cassidy, this for the hood man