This is a song about "Carl cizzle ingleeood hustle love"

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

That’s, broken but someone just lacks the hustle,

Which makes me hustle my q

I just wanted to be at peace with you

To knock the hustle for real

Took me mighty long to get here

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal

And dreamin', there ain't reason for breathin', can't knock the hustle,

Hustle for money and making livings

Jumped off the porch when i was like six