This is a song about "Bitches cars broke hustle"

While scheming on hits

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

I know that cars and gold bars can bring in bitches and dough,

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

And mine somewhere bout mars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

So shakie had to hustle

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Hustle for money and making livings

I can respect the hustle

No one notice your struggle