When u stuck in the streets 9 tucked under da T Hustlin grinding fa weeks rollin you grittin yo teeth money it’s all in yo sneaks it ain’t nuttin to get you a freak now u getting like me I Hustle my hardest Nigga ain’t no fucking way u gonna listen and hear me out and do what the fuck I say hands in the air this ain’t no jack this just me on play Hustlin all around the hood I could eye ball some yay weed wasn’t popular to me cuz I was smoking it so I went and sold me something that I wasn’t joking wit jumped out there with a shoe box I was loving it badabadabomb I was stuffin it my favorite shit why they mad cuz I was making it relationships I wasn’t doing all that dating shit my name was flip don’t ask me why cuz I was getting chips it made sense a young nigga riding behind tints