This is a song about "Heavy hustle"

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Heavy bars like a weightlifter

Hustle and grind the motto

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

And all she wants is to dance

Brought the caviar and heavy plans,

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

So i now understand why some of em had to hustle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

Of finding myself as an individual

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