This is a song about "Keep the hustle"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

Man i hustle, i hustle.

Lady at the frank stand will

To knock the hustle for real

Bad bitches come in here

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

Be the king, that was part of my dream

She can't get enough of the hustle dream team

I got rich from a little struggle

So shakie had to hustle