This is a song about "Real to my hustle"

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

Like my skin was leather madeleatherman louis

My potential is real, 14 and i'm able to spit this

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

You can see my haters rest, yet my hustle excels

All you wanna do is get that stick

We went back to my place real quick,

But, my only real fate is to be a killer in disguise

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice