This is a song about "Keep the hustle"

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Just like an animal

Man i hustle, i hustle.

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Sorry for keep the off tone

You left your nigga on his own

I'm about to snap

I keep widening the gap

Don't hustle or pimp, or fondle the boss for slips

Everybody seems to misread every sentence