This is a song about "Hustlin"

A young punk hustlin,hey cops,get back!

The door crack, niggas all black

Mama stayed hustlin, i salute her

Big sean, wale, vado, this the future

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

On the hot block movin’ weight and hustlin’ mounds of product,

Im fucking talented, both in bars and hustlin hard

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart