Everyday Hustle Lyrics

Future, Metro Boomin & Rick Ross

WE DON’T TRUST YOU

Mar 22, 2024

English

"Everyday Hustle" is an English song from the album WE DON’T TRUST YOU, Artists Future, Metro Boomin, and Rick Ross. The song is written by Future, Rick Ross, and Metro Boomin, with Metro Boomin handling the production. The track is… Read More

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Everyday Hustle Lyrics By Future, Metro Boomin & Rick Ross

[Intro: Future]
Everyday hustle like William
Yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
Everyday hustle like William, I'm chargin' a chicken just for the verse, yeah
I get in that kitchen, I cook, go to work, I go berserk, yeah
Go out and get it, secure the city, can't sink like the Titanic
Bitch know I'm a Freeband bandit
This paper comin' to me twenty-four hours, I can't go to sleep
I know the power of a dollar, tote fifty rounds at least
Uh, she know I get money, she know (Know that shit)
Soon as I up the score
Just like double O
Stay down with me or let me go
Start the whip, I just lay close
And start me to whip up the floor
She with me, she down like the bros
Holdin' me down like the chosen one
Early in the morning (Go)
Late up at night (Go)
Just be precise (Just be precise)
Got a pack for the flight (Got a pack)
All I took was a nina (All I took)
I show up in a beamer (I showed up)
Smackin' cougars like Trina (Smackin', smackin')
Water flow, Aquafina (Water)
Sing to me like Tina (Sing to me)
Sippin' dope out the liter
Meditation off the kush (Kush)
Drinkin' Hi-Tech and Trish
New baguette, yo, check the 'fits out
Soon as the bitch check the Ritz out
You down or you scared? (Scared)
I knew she was just 'bout to say it (Just 'bout to say it)
I break her a lil' bread
Don't let that shit go to your head

[Interlude: Rick Ross]
Huh
Biggest
(Maybach Music)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Goin' broke, niggas in a panic
Sellin' dope, nigga send a pallet
Young killers, city full of talent
You testified, hate to see it happen
New bitch, never meet the parents
Triple beam, I'ma keep it balanced
Built a bunker real deep in Tampa
Got two hundred cars, haters screamin', "Damn it"
Baby mama still the biggest opp
Team of shooters just to keep it locked
Rolls-Royce, you can keep the top
Bag of old money, love to see it rot
Yellow bitch, better keep her pampered
Luther Campbell, I'm the new example
Metro Boomin, time to cue the sample
Niggas movin' bricks, then you can use the Phantom
Black jet, I just flew to Texas
Sippin' Tuss', mama can't accept it
Never seen me on ketamine, but for the real team, I can win a gamble
In the cell on the cell phone
How you sellin' dope when it smell wrong?

[Interlude: Future]
Yeah
Woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Future]
Fightin' for your life, spin by the hospital
Bare-faced just like I'm lil' Critter
Body snatchers, wig splitters, cap peelers, gravediggers, snake niggas
Ain't nobody safe, nigga
Meet me at the nearest coke spot
Middle of the slums, standin' at the boat dock
Loadin' up the cash, move it in the U-Haul
Went inside my bag, went and took a roof off
Crash dummy, goin' retarded, spendin' cash on it
Smashin' in a Demon, still'll smash a European
Gold-diggin' bitches, you can't tell a nigga shit
He just got his first wish, can't tell these lil' niggas shit
Tryna put him on some game, you better put him on a hit
Livin' in the trenches, it's survival of the fittest
Thirty milligrams, niggas rather take the fent'
Niggas got it out the mud, it's codeine when you piss
Drop a brick in the toilet, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Drop a brick in the toilet, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit

[Outro: Prodigy of Mobb Deep]
That shit don't pop in the hood, man
You talkin' about the grimy nigga in the hood?
I don't know what lil', um, supposed to be hood you from
But in the real hood, in America, that shit don't fly, we don't listen to that bullshit, son

[Intro: Future] sets the tone with a reference to the daily grind and hustling mentality. It introduces the theme of constant effort and the drive to succeed.

[Verse 1: Future] delves into the intricacies of the hustle, showcasing how Future charges for his work, works relentlessly, and secures his position in the city. His reference to securing the city and carrying a gun reflects the perilous nature of his lifestyle, blending ambition with a need for protection. The verse highlights the disparity between the glamour of his success and the gritty, dangerous environment in which he operates.

[Interlude: Rick Ross] briefly shifts the focus to Rick Ross's distinctive style, marking a transition between verses with a confident declaration of his status and affiliation with Maybach Music.

[Verse 2: Rick Ross] expands on themes of wealth and status, contrasting his success with the desperation of those around him. Rick Ross describes his opulent lifestyle, including his collection of cars and his ability to avoid legal trouble. His verses depict a world where affluence and power are intertwined, and his lavish lifestyle is both a status symbol and a defensive mechanism against adversaries.

[Interlude: Future] adds a brief interlude that reiterates the song’s themes and maintains the energy before the final verse.

[Verse 3: Future] explores the darker side of hustling, emphasizing violence and survival in a high-risk environment. Future describes the dangers and harsh realities of street life, with vivid imagery of conflict and the struggle to stay ahead. His focus on living in the trenches and dealing with addiction reflects the brutal consequences of his lifestyle.

[Outro: Prodigy of Mobb Deep] offers a contrasting perspective, critiquing the authenticity of the lifestyle portrayed in the song and asserting that it doesn't align with the experiences of those in real, tough neighborhoods. This outro serves as a commentary on the credibility and perception of street narratives in music.

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About Song

The theme of "Everyday Hustle" centers around the relentless pursuit of success and the lifestyle that accompanies it. The lyrics highlight a continuous grind and the pressures of maintaining wealth and status, portraying a world where success is defined by material gain and street credibility. Future's verses emphasize his daily hustle, the commitment to working hard, and the extravagant lifestyle he leads. Rick Ross's contributions underscore the struggles and ostentatious displays of wealth amidst a backdrop of violence and survival. The final verse by Future reinforces the harsh realities of street life and the harsh consequences of living in a high-stakes environment, ultimately presenting a gritty depiction of success and its costs.