This is a song about "Hustle money"

I flow to hustle, but how hustle flows, it negates how i flow-hustle for dough

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

I'm smoking psychedelics, i hustle like a felon

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

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

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

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

Hustle needed maybe i should be dealing more,

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

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

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

That’s, broken but someone just lacks the hustle,

Just intentions to impress you, if capable