I wake up in the morning, I check my wallet I gat no money we lives in harmony, no hustle no food,u gat it do u think am a fool, I go do u April fool. in my hood na me rule, African boy I be rude forget about weed, make u start de read. she say she want to live, I gave her ride we broke up and make up, and u look good with no make up.baby no de fuck up. make u just come up. black is beautiful am hustler not banker , I dey street not behind the canter. and it doesn't matter if ur name is matter. make u take my number, I will see u when I comes back. hustle go pay weather de like it or not. no be mouth.