This is a song about "I hustle solo"

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Man i hustle, i hustle.

In the shantytowns bounds we hustle,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

She asked if i was riding solo

The world looking out, they on the front row

I can respect the hustle

I'm modest, and humble

So shakie had to hustle

Lady at the frank stand will

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

I'm on the block as usual

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

Preaching to the choir though

Catch me riding so solo