this is not a complete and perfect version but I'm working on the official and mastered version Hook: FR33STYLE] Hustle and grind I got that hustle and grind Yeah, my hustle and grind Coming line after line Hustle and grind I got that hustle and grind Yeah, my hustle and grind Everything that I define [Verse 1: FR33STYLE] From '93, can't you see? Already made the major league Started at the bottom, now I'm leader of the team Motivation stays high, got Common's on repeat Gotta do whatever it takes to keep these brown eyes on the dream You see, what I'm doing now is more than what it seems This low profile kid about to step out and reign supreme I mean, you have to give them a show Something that they'll beg to see 'Cause an artist's ultimate goal is to leave with a legacy So I'm on my rise to success, quickly climbing the ladder with expectations shattered, my enemies are getting madder You should know when I play the game I end up with rings like Saturn because I never box myself in or try to stick to a pattern Point is, you're never comfortable riding the fence So I'ma let you know how it goes and put this thing to rest You say that you the best? Well I'ma prove that I'm the bestest Like Rick Ross, I'ma boss! Can't you see that from my necklace? I'll keep rolling out these strikes, like ten straight X's Yeah I'm relentess, that's 300 more crossed off my checklist!I have a bad vibe about being a good artist In life, I ain’t never really been the smartest My minds bright, it expands and swallows a black hole that can’t be found by 13 apollos A young boy of 20 years I might rape your malleus and leave it wet behind the ears I’m a true artist but still I get ignored got a vast land of flows that aint never been explored Know that you are the first to witness My flows are ill, leave you coughing in sickness Vicious, but this rap game is all business I stay chilling with the rap gods in Olympus I might get mad if you decide to diss Vent myself, turn your whole existence into a myth I swear my flows float like an angel, no criss And I keep the cheesy s out of them, no swissss F your rolex, your benz, and your cars bitches be gaining stardom for being a dumb star I guess the play on words was just to waste a bar I’m tryna battle, but these rappers hardest for me is just a spar Turn your speakers up, you need to amplify We all witnessed the death of rap, still no one testifies The flow will only get better and intensify I’ll keep doing what I do, til I dieee!