“Out here grindin’, strivin’, tryna make a way...” the crawl of haunting piano chords guide into Hustle Gwop’s thesis; and after the SPLIVOFBEATZ drop, the full force of his single is unleashed. It becomes evident that “Make A Way” will be one of the most anthemic records emerging from the streets of North Carolina the moment its two titans begin trading bars. For two minutes and fifty-four seconds, Hustle Gwop, and his guest, Dirty Nickels, bludgeon the track with raw, tenacious lyricism. They float the gallop of kicks, 808s, snares and hihats with testimonies to their inextinguishable wills to survive. By any means necessary, the duo make it unquestionably apparent that they will thrive. As long as there is breath within their bodies— the very same breath that carries their street-worn, ravenous deliveries, Hustle Gwop and Dirty Nickels will always “Make A Way”. That attitude harbors an infectious energy. One that will jump from your speakers, lunge into your brain, and possess you to do the same.