This is a song about "Street hustle"

Wen i walk down ya street

What do i really need

Which makes me hustle my q

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

So i now understand why some of em had to hustle

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

And dreamin', there ain't reason for breathin', can't knock the hustle,

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Aren't you somethin', an original

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

Hustle and grind the motto

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

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

In the shantytowns bounds we hustle,

Got to the end of the tunnel