This is a song about "Hustle or struggle"

Troubled with a struggle

The world is so typical

I'm on the block as usual

Now thats the fucking struggle

Alright? don't try to fight, struggle or pull a knife

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

My eyes open, another day another struggle,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

We struggle just to survive

Nigga livin the life

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle