This is a song about "Money drugs hustle"

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

That’s, broken but someone just lacks the hustle,

So i now understand why some of em had to hustle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

To knock the hustle for real

Back to times square...i got dimes here

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

As i light one for ill will

I can respect the hustle