This is a song about "Hustle and grind"

It's an everyday struggle we hustle and remain the nicest

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Constant bustle and they hustle, you ain't trustin' in no good,

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

I'm on my grind, and when the planets align

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Fuck it maybe im blind, and i should i get on my grind

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Watch me blind your antics, frees? i'll grind and stamp it

Maybe i just have the willpower and a working mind to find my grind,

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Why does every rapper say you have to hustle and grind

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find