This is a song about "Getting money have to hustle writing ryhmes"

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

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

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

Writing rap is like a a certain picture, you have to capture.

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

So i now understand why some of em had to hustle

Can't beleive the ryhmes i have read

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Getting to the money

Quick, cause working in a drought is a bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Got no money to help me sustain. writing these songs has had me