Producer: J-Price
[Intro]
This should be played at high volume
Hahaha, got 'em!
[Verse 1]
I'm boss, you're a bred hustla
[?] state my name, Killer Kells mother*****r, ayy!
Y'all better get your paper, [?] pocket change gets stomped on
My dollar bills get raised up, never see no hater
My [?]
Currency stack is so high that we need every acre
I hustle for corporate dollars, drink in peace, bitch
[?] in silence, give me the check or put the chains up
Yeah, we made ya
This is my muscle, my product, my hustle, my fame
My block, my game, my world, my life
I came down, both doors pop and the bass pound
I got more bump in my trunk than all the (Ahh) in A-Town
I am who? Kells
Was broke as a pole, man, now I'm rich as a cartel
Hell, lot more of them trying to spend bills
[?] liquor for tropical rain, hit on my windshield
From J's with no boots, pants with no loops
Now I'm the king of the concrete jungle, no zoo
Grind hard, hustle the hustle, and stay hungry
It's Machine Gun Kelly, the kid get money
[Chorus]
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
[Verse 2]
[?] hotness, VBS stones and cold watches
Open safe deposits and overflow them boxes
Flash flood, vaults, here in your day office
Keys to the bank, yes, call me the locksmith
I done came up
Groupies all over my jock when I step in this spot
Girl, call me Jadakiss, mwah
[?] leave pecks on the forehead, goodnight, haters
I wake up in a small [?] green building, crawl up, alligator
I terminate her, Kells Schwarzenegger
Pow, pow, let them shots fly
Corporate America want a piece of the pie
But it [?] I'm gonna keep in mind
Now I shine
None of y'all ever seen what night [?]
It's my house, I pay the bills so I will turn the lights out
Where my goons at? Gotta keep my squad tight
From the block, [?] paper load and we hit the block up all night
And the dogs like, we hustling kings
Make money, take money, it's a hustling gig
[Chorus]
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
[Verse 3]
Hundred sixty-five pounds
With the heart of a heavyweight, I'm holding this game down
Get your hands up in the air now
It's a shakedown, consider your wallet on a break now
From the suburbs across town, we ball out
My closet's a department store, what the f**k is a [?]
Jaguar [?], big fist, normal
Less talk, more drank, spill 'til we fall out
I grinded before birth, [?] speeders
Now streets [?] on both sides of my Adidas
[?] speeders
People [*gasp*] when they see us, those who hate wanna be us
I'm rich as a biatch
I'm a mean man, but I do own [?]
In the beginning of my ends
Wanna do long, lemme grab my lens
Zoom in, hot damn
Hundred thousand turn into a Benz
[?] nose ring, these troubles I'm like a patient
More [?], more mic, and a hustla's motivation
[Chorus]
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
[Outro]
Yo, this is your boy, Machine Gun Kelly, MGK
And I am officially certified, man
So go cop that Stamp of Approval mixtape
Available now
This should be played at high volume
Hahaha, got 'em!
[Verse 1]
I'm boss, you're a bred hustla
[?] state my name, Killer Kells mother*****r, ayy!
Y'all better get your paper, [?] pocket change gets stomped on
My dollar bills get raised up, never see no hater
My [?]
Currency stack is so high that we need every acre
I hustle for corporate dollars, drink in peace, bitch
[?] in silence, give me the check or put the chains up
Yeah, we made ya
This is my muscle, my product, my hustle, my fame
My block, my game, my world, my life
I came down, both doors pop and the bass pound
I got more bump in my trunk than all the (Ahh) in A-Town
I am who? Kells
Was broke as a pole, man, now I'm rich as a cartel
Hell, lot more of them trying to spend bills
[?] liquor for tropical rain, hit on my windshield
From J's with no boots, pants with no loops
Now I'm the king of the concrete jungle, no zoo
Grind hard, hustle the hustle, and stay hungry
It's Machine Gun Kelly, the kid get money
[Chorus]
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
[Verse 2]
[?] hotness, VBS stones and cold watches
Open safe deposits and overflow them boxes
Flash flood, vaults, here in your day office
Keys to the bank, yes, call me the locksmith
I done came up
Groupies all over my jock when I step in this spot
Girl, call me Jadakiss, mwah
[?] leave pecks on the forehead, goodnight, haters
I wake up in a small [?] green building, crawl up, alligator
I terminate her, Kells Schwarzenegger
Pow, pow, let them shots fly
Corporate America want a piece of the pie
But it [?] I'm gonna keep in mind
Now I shine
None of y'all ever seen what night [?]
It's my house, I pay the bills so I will turn the lights out
Where my goons at? Gotta keep my squad tight
From the block, [?] paper load and we hit the block up all night
And the dogs like, we hustling kings
Make money, take money, it's a hustling gig
[Chorus]
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
[Verse 3]
Hundred sixty-five pounds
With the heart of a heavyweight, I'm holding this game down
Get your hands up in the air now
It's a shakedown, consider your wallet on a break now
From the suburbs across town, we ball out
My closet's a department store, what the f**k is a [?]
Jaguar [?], big fist, normal
Less talk, more drank, spill 'til we fall out
I grinded before birth, [?] speeders
Now streets [?] on both sides of my Adidas
[?] speeders
People [*gasp*] when they see us, those who hate wanna be us
I'm rich as a biatch
I'm a mean man, but I do own [?]
In the beginning of my ends
Wanna do long, lemme grab my lens
Zoom in, hot damn
Hundred thousand turn into a Benz
[?] nose ring, these troubles I'm like a patient
More [?], more mic, and a hustla's motivation
[Chorus]
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
We do this for the block (Hustlas motivation)
We do this for the streets (Hustlas motivation)
Ayy, I do this for the world (Hustlas motivation)
Rap for my vision
Get rich, get money
Cleveland, raise up!
[Outro]
Yo, this is your boy, Machine Gun Kelly, MGK
And I am officially certified, man
So go cop that Stamp of Approval mixtape
Available now