This is a song about "The hustle for money"

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Hustle for dis country money

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Lady at the frank stand will

I can respect the hustle

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

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

You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal

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

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

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble