Cozz - Knock The Hustle lyrics

rate me

Yeah, third take, nigga

Cozz and Effect, nigga

Yeah, yeah, I got to

Yeah, yeah

Jealousy holding enemies hostage

Eventually the penalty will come and haunt you

Hennessy memories leaving me nauseous

But the Hennessy makes the melodies awesome

So instead of me talking I'm steady jotting

And steady plotting on how to gain spaghetti toppings

You know that parmesan, that cheddar, mozzarella

The list goes on and on, you know my heart is dark

I'm a young phenomenon

It's like these people keep forgetting

It's always the least expected who ends up getting it

So don't tell me ‘bout no niggas hating

What's the point if I hear?

Mr. Not Giving A Fuck with a joint in his ear

Put that steak on his plate then so long, disappear

Empty gut, I'm hungry, man, the guns pointing this year

I'm feeling like I'm dealing with children, boy, I'm killing

Niggas already trying to bite styles

You break a tooth if you bite down

Bitch, I go way too hard

I've been in this hood, dog, for way too long, man

I've been quiet for way too long

Been patiently waiting, can't wait too long, dog

I've been broke, man, for way too long

No hot water for way too long

You can't knock the hustle, it's way too strong

Yeah, we're way too strong

Let me touch you with my words, kiss you with a song

Let me fuck you mentally, caress you with a melody

I do it for my enemies but especially for my dogs

So we all get to eat a full bowl of pedigree

These full time hoes get a full bowl of fuck you, I'm getting cheese

Well shit, I'm trying to

So I really can't spend time with you

I can't lie to you, to tell the truth

I just wanna lie with you

If that's fine with you

I don't wanna spend no time in school

It's a waste of time

And you can't always do what your parents like all the time

Plus, I got enough degrees anyway

Check my Fahrenheit, you see the charts on the table

Fuck getting somber, we probably start a label

Fuck getting mine, boy, I'm tryna feed the table

Fuck being fine, girl, you gotta have a brain, too

You gotta have a brain, too

‘Cause I've been chasing dumb hoes for way too long

I've been in this hood, dog, for way too long

I've been patiently waiting for way too long

I've been quiet, dog, for way too long

You can't knock the hustle, boy, it's way too strong

We've been trying for way too long

‘Bout to get off, been waiting too long, nigga