This is a song about "Pure money hustle"

Chillin' with homies and family

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Like an abyss, pure bliss

Arrogant when i finish

As i light one for ill will

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

In the shantytowns bounds we hustle,

Soul pure like a girl keeping her virginity,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

It. those who support me are all lucky cuz that's pure money.

Painting a picture of pure imagery.

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country