More songs by LeoStayTrill
Description
Producer: Scratch Composer: Scratch Composer: Leyostaytrill Lyricist: Ade Shonubi
Lyrics and translation
Original
I,
I stretch how far?
These days, hustle twenty-fours on replay. Shouldn't put the blame on me.
This type of life ain't free.
Oh, these days, I don't hear the he say, she say. I know the life ain't cheap.
They rely on me.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo. And they hate on me when I just want peace.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo. Man, I just do me and they can't copy.
Yo, ten toes, these toes you can't step on. I work, who? Starboy, come bet on.
Retirement's gotta be my mom's next job. My girls still working harder than the next one.
'Cause all my people more living, less talking. All my bros hustle twenty-fours and get more in.
I cry thinking 'bout me in the O2 performing. Yeah, yeah.
All of these jewels, swear I really put my all in. If we take a fall, I'm never getting back.
We never Cadillac. If I call the jaw, she shake it to the max.
And back here that ooh, I hustle for the cash. Was a lonely home, my mommy and my dad.
Starboy, we never looking back.
Rolling in a hoodie and a mask. It was plausible they might end up believing me.
These days, hustle twenty-fours on replay. Shouldn't put the blame on me.
This type of life ain't free.
Oh, these days, I don't hear the he say, she say. I know the life ain't cheap.
They rely on me.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo. And they hate on me when I just want peace.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Man, I just do me and they can't copy. Silly me,
I put my faith in some rubbish that wasn't worth it.
We all suffer, but I ask what's the purpose? No awards, yeah, but I know I deserve it.
Urging the verses, the talent ain't purchased. I ain't bad, but I'm so far from perfect.
I've seen worse, but my wrongs ain't right yet. Job's not done, the Rolls Royce ain't white yet.
If we take a fall, I'm never getting back.
We never Cadillac. If I call the jaw, she shake it to the max.
And back here that ooh, I hustle for the cash. Was a lonely home, my mommy and my dad.
Starboy, we never looking back.
Rolling in a hoodie and a mask. It was plausible they might end up believing me.
These days, hustle twenty-fours on replay. Shouldn't put the blame on me.
Shouldn't put the blame on me. This type of life ain't free.
Oh, these days, I don't hear the he say, she say. I know the life ain't cheap.
They rely on me.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
And they hate on me when I just want peace.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Man, I just do me and they can't copy.
Man, I just do me and they can't copy.
English translation
I,
I stretch how far?
These days, hustle twenty-fours on replay. Shouldn't put the blame on me.
This type of life ain't free.
Oh, these days, I don't hear the he say, she say. I know the life ain't cheap.
They rely on me.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo. And they hate on me when I just want peace.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo. Man, I just do me and they can't copy.
Yo, ten toes, these toes you can't step on. I work, who? Starboy, come bet on.
Retirement's gotta be my mom's next job. My girls still working harder than the next one.
'Cause all my people more living, less talking. All my bros hustle twenty-fours and get more in.
I cry thinking 'bout me in the O2 performing. Yeah, yeah.
All of these jewels, swear I really put my all in. If we take a fall, I'm never getting back.
We never Cadillac. If I call the jaw, she shake it to the max.
And back here that ooh, I hustle for the cash. Was a lonely home, my mommy and my dad.
Starboy, we never looking back.
Rolling in a hoodie and a mask. It was plausible they might end up believing me.
These days, hustle twenty-fours on replay. Shouldn't put the blame on me.
This type of life ain't free.
Oh, these days, I don't hear the he say, she say. I know the life ain't cheap.
They rely on me.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo. And they hate on me when I just want peace.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Man, I just do me and they can't copy. Silly me,
I put my faith in some rubbish that wasn't worth it.
We all suffer, but I ask what's the purpose? No awards, yeah, but I know I deserve it.
Urging the verses, the talent ain't purchased. I ain't bad, but I'm so far from perfect.
I've seen worse, but my wrongs ain't right yet. Job's not done, the Rolls Royce ain't white yet.
If we take a fall, I'm never getting back.
We never Cadillac. If I call the jaw, she shake it to the max.
And back here that ooh, I hustle for the cash. Was a lonely home, my mommy and my dad.
Starboy, we never looking back.
Rolling in a hoodie and a mask. It was plausible they might end up believing me.
These days, hustle twenty-fours on replay. Shouldn't put the blame on me.
Shouldn't put the blame on me. This type of life ain't free.
Oh, these days, I don't hear the he say, she say. I know the life ain't cheap.
They rely on me.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
And they hate on me when I just want peace.
Yeah-yo.
Yeah-yo.
Man, I just do me and they can't copy.
Man, I just do me and they can't copy.