This is a song about "Money drugs hustle"

Niggas that guided me through

Which makes me hustle my q

Yeah come holla at your uncle

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

So i now understand why some of em had to hustle

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Hopin' when this bread get here

To knock the hustle for real

Lady at the frank stand will

Cause you can't knock the hustle

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs