This is a song about "Heavy hustle"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Forget your dictionary - my diction's very heavy

Brought the caviar and heavy plans,

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Under my skin scratchin bugs, pride heavy

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

I'm modest, and humble

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Hustle for dis country money

People love hodgy i hate you though

Hustle and grind the motto

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

We blessed to be here

To knock the hustle for real