Hustle Hard is the first official single from Ace Hood’s third studio album Blood, Sweat & Tears. It originally appeared on Ace Hood’s preceding mixtape The Statement.

The official remix features Rick Ross… Read More [Intro: Ace Hood & Lil Wayne]

G-Mix, how I do it

Hustle, hustle, hustle, (yeah)

Hustle, hustle, hustle, (G-Mix)

Hustle, (this da remix)

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Uh

[Chorus: Ace Hood]

Same old shit (shit), just a different day (day)

Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)

Momma need a house (house), baby need some shoes (Shoes, okay)

Times are getting hard (hard, okay), guess what I'mma do (What's that?)

Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (Hard)

Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (Okay, hard)

Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (It's the good, hard)

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]

Okay, I'm booked out until August, show money deposits

See the shit then I cop it, got but a house note in my pocket

I'm on South Beach with the top off, bad bitch and her ass soft

Something outta that catalog, she introduced to that lockjaw

And I think her name was Lisa, or maybe it was Sheila

My chevy sittin' too high, I call that Wiz Khalifa (Ahh)

And I'm all about the new Franklins (franklins)

Ain't talkin’ Aretha, bitch, my league too major

I'm hip-hop Derek Jeter (woo)

And I'm still feeling my pockets

Big bass and it's knocking

Yeah, this be the remix, but still ride around with that rocket

I'll go walking back to my household, “We The Best” be the logo

Hundred grand for that neck glow, all about the dinero

Nigga flow so retarded, we be getting gnarley, woah, Kemosabe

It be me, Ross, Weezy party 'cause it's the

[Chorus: Ace Hood, Rick Ross & Both]

Same old shit (shit), just a different day (Day)

Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (Way)

Momma need a house (house), baby need some shoes (Shoes)

Times are getting hard (hard), guess what I'mma do (Do)

Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (Hard, huh)

Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard (You know I love this nigga, hard)

Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, I got hard (Ha-ha)

Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard

M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music

[Verse 2: Rick Ross & Lil Wayne]

24's on my Bimmer (woo), you never know when I slide up

19 in my nina (woo), red dot when I ride up

Hundred deep in that K.O.D, King Of Diamonds, that's me, nigga

No, you bitches can't hit my weed, choppers only thing free niggas (Huh)

Step to me and I teach you (huh), somebody text his preacher (Huh)

Straight drop in my beaker, ace knocking my speakers (Huh)

Last night I counted 1 mill, this morning 1-50

Pussy niggas can't count me out, don’t make me hurt ya feelings, ah

V12 for the Chevy (woo), jet blue, forget it (Woo)

Rolex embedded (woo) with princess and baguettes (Yeah)

Same old brick, but’s it’s different yay

Yeah that's candy paint, on my 7 Tre, huh

[Chorus: Lil Wayne, Ace Hood & Both]

Uh, same old shit (shit), just a different day

Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (Way)

Momma need a house (house), baby need some shoes (Shoes)

Times are getting hard (hard), guess what we gon' do

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (Hard)

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (Hard)

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (Hard)

Closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Ok, now, black card in my pocket, riding round in that 'Gatti

Pistol off my boxers, I ain't got time to be boxing

Got a red bone, she look tropic, if she fuck me right, then she shopping

Young money we poppin', I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins

See that V-neck? That's Polo, grilled up like Ocho

Chuck Taylors with no socks, you niggas chicken: pollo

Nigga LIV on Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday

Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy

Got a big house with a backyard, fishtank with sharks in it

Real nigga, I'm authentic, I'll fuck the bitch 'til she short-winded

Got a bad bitch who be bartending, couple homies that gangbang

I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train

Free my nigga T.I, SooWoo to the beehive

Got a G6 and a G5, you pussy niggas, you feline

Don’t stop the party, we be getting gnarley

Woah, Kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fuccus, and Marley

'Cause it's the same old shit, just a different day

Out here tryna get it, each and every way

Mama need a house, baby need some shoes

They want that Carter IV, bitch, it’s coming soon

[Chorus: Ace Hood]

Same old shit (Shit), just a different day (Day)

Out here tryna get it (Get it), each and every way (Way)

Momma need a house (House), baby need some shoes (Shoes)

Times are getting hard (Hard), guess what I'mma do

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard