Hustle Harder Common (Ft. Dreezy & Snoh Aalegra)

[Intro: Snoh Aalegra]
Black and blue outside her soul
Carries a heart of gold
Her misconception 'bout what love is, she passes on
The child she brings in to the world don't know
Right from wrong
Her soul is sore, she deserves more

[Verse 1: Common]
Red lipstick bo', French press col'
You know she queen bee by the way she wear her gold
Honey gettin' money the ass is stupid
She far from a dummy funny I thought she came from money how she makin' money
At the club going hard like liquor
Shots of Ciroc she can out drink a nigga
Niggas dig her think they can take her to the crib and break her mover her shake her you can't fake her
She knows time is paper
Glaciers on her neck-uh
Pleasures on her finger
Gucci purse carry notes like a singer uh uh
Go to the steam room and she carry a steamer
Beamer, Benz, she got friends in high ends
She know trend she know when
She go in like an investor
Yes sir, never getting gassed like a Tesla
Ain't about all that extra
Destiny brought her to where niggas bought her, a lot of shit
She ain't caught up bitches taught her to hustle
Hustle harder than a nigga