yeah hod cup the crap no excuse, badass wanna stop me but I got guys my bark below 18, riding round the city in my little baby car born poor am just trynna grow rich, got a kick in music, sooner be so real am the guy all the gurl wanna have as guy but am not the hot guy ain't no undercover cops chasing motherfuckers but I just walk by cuz am there father fucker bouncing like the fuckers ah ah ah ah ah ah ah we are the hustler we no rich, no wealth, we just always happy hope keeps us moving we've got big dreams, working towards it, gat no chance, but hope keeps our dreams we gat money but little one, spending like the big one we just the broke one rolling with the big one no time for fake one stay cool dream big bright future when u put ur mind on something u get it easily word coming from hod, peace love money, all long life