This is a song about "Young hustle"

Hustle needed maybe i should be dealing more,

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

(cause you can't knock the hustle)

I'm modest, and humble

In the shantytowns bounds we hustle,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I flow to hustle, but how hustle flows, it negates how i flow-hustle for dough

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

They vaguely decipher my language

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So i now understand why some of em had to hustle

As i light one for ill will

I can respect the hustle

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back