Nothing Going On - Payroll Giovanni, Cashout Calhoun, Tamara Jewel

Ain’t nothing going on but some hustling and stacking

Waking up on the grind tryna make it happen

Sloppy bankroll got my sweatpants saggin'

The spot bringin' traffic, so the neighbors naggin'

Lady, we ain’t causing no harm we tryna eat

Now take these couple dollars, get groceries go out to eat

We some hustlers not dummies

We double up money

Bitches wanna chill with us, it’s that cuddle up money

Naw baby girl, I got moves to shoot

I cruise in coupes, move in circles like hula hoops

Niggas faking it be hard to tell who is who

So when you fix your broke problems, keep a tool with you

BYLUG on the chain, it tell you who’s the crew

If you ain’t getting yours, nothing I can do for you

I ain’t taking care of no man nigga, we all grown

See we hustlers 'round here and it’s just hustling going on

Ain’t nothing going on but some hustling

We stacking that paper

Ain’t nothing going on but some hustling

We stacking that paper

Real killers move quiet they don’t talk about violence

They don’t need to rap, when they just need a nigga silence

For the struggle that I face I’ma cop some ice

Several diamonds in the face, I’m just living life

And if we talking Benzes, I had three

Some haters always mad cause I’m out here doing me

I’m back and forth through the slums, getting shit solved

While you waiting on your boss to come with a load

50 grand, feel broke you would think you up

feel just like a clown, you would think you nuts

Everybody with a set of eyes, can see the difference

Neck crowded as shit, wrist

Come from grinding to stacking, brick flipping

And when the light catch this bezel, shit kicking

We some bottle popping, big Sedan coppers

We ain’t acting, we ain’t tryna win a Oscar

Ain’t nothing going on but some hustling

We stacking that paper

Ain’t nothing going on but some hustling

We stacking that paper