Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle 
Pull up in motorcades, I got a show today 
This all I'm tryna do, hustle and motivate 
Choppers and throwaways, hustle the Hova way 
That's why they follow me, huh? They think I know the way 
Cause I took control of things, ballin' the solo way 
And if you pattern my trend, I make you my protege 
Slauson Ave. soldier raised, niggas don't know them days 
Take you in back of the buildings, make you expose your rage 
Take you across the tracks, make you explode a face 
Now you official now, but you got a soul to save 
I just been cookin' that new, I'm bout to drop in a few 
Think if I call it the great, the people gon' call it the truth 
Ain't really trip on the credit, I just paid all of my dues 
I just respected the game, now my name all in the news 
Trippin' on all of my moves, quote me on this, got a lot more to prove 
'Member I came in this bitch, fresh out the county with nothin' to lose 

Chorus: Maurice David Wade 
And I don't do this for nothin', nah, from the ground up, yeah 
But I don't do this shit for nothin', no, not at all, not at all, yeah 
My momma need rent, ma need rent, yeah she do, aw yeah 
So I don't do this shit for nothin', no, not at all, all 
I told her I got it, ohh, yeah 
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv' 
So I don't do this shit for nothin', not at all, from the ground up 
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motivate 
Woo! 

Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle
Back in this bitch like I never left
Stand for some shit that you never rep
Passing through stages in life
Through the ups and the downs like it's all just another test
Live by the rules like a fuckin' ref
I got respect in a hundred sets
Too many chains, need another chest
Playin' no games if it wasn't chess
Cut from that cloth that you couldn't stretch
Cut from that circle you couldn't test
Heavily pressured and under stressed
Even though niggas ain't show up, it was a mess
Honest attempt, play him to the left
Judge a young nigga by they address
Left us no option, what they expect?
Only thing we knew for sure was to bang the set
Fuck livin' basic, I'm takin' risks
Fuck what they sayin', I'm sayin' this
Don't waste your time, it don't make you rich
It don't mean nothin' so fuck 'em, let's make a grip
Double up, triple up, make assist
Ballin' so hard, you could play your bench
Lead to the lake, if they wanna fish
Make sure them niggas around you stick to the script
This should be written in stone
You should come visit my zone
Don't take my word, double check all of my flows
Ask 'em how Hussle got on, but fuck what you heard
This is for who walked down that road
Sold everything, but they soul
Straight off the curb, real niggas rich as you nerds
Addressed to whom it may concern
I don't do this for nothin', nah

Chorus: Maurice David Wade
And I don't do this for nothin', nah, from the ground up, yeah
But I don't do this shit for nothin', no, not at all, not at all, yeah
My momma need rent, ma need rent, yeah she do, aw yeah
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv'
So I don't do this shit for nothin', no, not at all, all
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motivate
I told her I got it, ohh, yeah
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv'
So I don't do this shit for nothin', not at all, from the ground up
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv', hustle and motivate
Woo!

Outro: Maurice David Wade & Nipsey Hussle
Hustle and motivate, hustle and motiv'
Cut the bass up
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motivate
All Money In nigga
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motiv'
Hustle and motiv', hustle and motivate
Victory Lap