This is a song about "The hussle"

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

That's why she ignore my flowers

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

The fiends supply the shady

I swear they think i'm crazy

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Same customer...i hussle to live...i smoke to get by even tho i love this high..