This is a song about "Hustle the god"

In the shantytowns bounds we hustle,

I got rich from a little struggle

And dreamin', there ain't reason for breathin', can't knock the hustle,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

She can't get enough of the hustle dream team

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

No one notice your struggle

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

Yellow diamonds in my ear

To knock the hustle for real