This is a song about "Hustle"

Man i hustle, i hustle.

Yeah come holla at your uncle

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

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

So shakie had to hustle

As i light one for ill will

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

Ain't nothing here minimal

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Hustle needed maybe i should be dealing more,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

You can see my haters rest, yet my hustle excels