This is a song about "Hard work and happy"

And their bloods trying make it work.

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

They thought i was happy, bubbly and weird

Don't we all struggle, work hard, don't we bleed red?

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Just believe in yourself and you'll be happy

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Cause being in here is all 'bout your hard work

I work hard, and i never stop

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

And understand i work hard to make these bands.