Less Talk More Hustle (Pt. 1)

(album: Less Talk More Hustle - 2018)

[Intro:]
So here's me, the legend, pain in the ass, playing Humphrey Bogart in the club
You know things tend to get real crazy after hours
So I bring in my peoples
Red Cafe, Dave East
It's a Brooklyn, Uptown thing (Get rich to this, get rich to this ah)

[Red Café:]
Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this (Go get 'em)
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this
Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this (New trip)
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this

Ay
Flatbush boss, huh?
No days off, huh?
Been going hard all year, this the play-offs, huh?
They lighting up my cash app, this the payoff, huh?
Slid solo, them other niggas fell off, huh?
I'm keeping two hunnid, who want it?
When the hammers come out better act like Chris Breezy, run it
I do numbers better than Meyer Lansky, god damn me
Still fancy after hurricane Sandy
I'm hitting licks out Russia
Not a trapper, I'ma hustler, uh
Make that money dance like Usher
I'm type stress, New York
Mellow left New York
It's Phil acting like a whole hoe, no RuPaul
I still move more stuff than U-Haul
They don't know how I get it but they know I do ball
Less talk, more hustle
Pittsburgh bus with the rush, I won't fumble
Coming out the jungle, hah

Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this (Gotta get it)
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this (What else?)
Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this

Dude buy poppy, drip spilling, sloppy
Fuck your bitch in my robe by Versace
Everybody beefing
Me? I'm vegan
I only eat green, at the bank I'm cheesing
You a dub if you ever call yourself El Chapo
'Cause you don't wanna lose your future, ask Rocko
The hood'll put you in jail, dead or snitch
The lil' Jay Jay dropping, dicking your bitch
Preggo Preggo, this what she beg for
Five carats in each ear, I got a head cold
Bad boys move in silence and violent
Move your family outta housing that's a thousand
What's up?

Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this (Gotta get it)
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this (What else?)
Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this (I gotta get it)
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this

[Dave East:]
They ain't gotta like a word that I'm speakin, they wife freak ya
Spend a nice weekend just breaking down white pieces
Yo, Red, meet me right at the café
The kush came from the Bay like Mac Dre
Got bundles like stack name
Aston Martin water-colored, all we make is movies like the Warner Brothers
Bitches mad at me 'cause they want to cuddle
I don't hold nothing but ratchets and Ben Franklins
East side of Harlem in Franklin, got the banker in
Sour got me choking, hard to breath like I'm stranglin''
White boy on deck, Will Farrell, call it anchorman
Coogie sweatsuit, Lex coupe, feel like it's nine-seven
Walked up in the club with like nine weapons, I'm not stressing
Harlem

[Red Café:]
Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this
Get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, get rich to this, huh
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this
Less talk, more hustle, get rich to this