Echoes of the Hustle

Letra

Been laser foused on the misson tryna break the limits. I wont ever be the best until my best is given. If I aint goin hard then what's the point of livin. I aint ever gonna stop I gotta get it get it. I want the mansion and the cars and the expensive dinners. All this bullshit had me lost I need a new beginning. CUT all my emotions off now its strictly business. Can' let it show at all most of these iggas schemin. Man all this pressure got me thinkin Imma flat line but I aint foldin cuz this bags mine. Stop expecting me to help you this a bad time. I got my own shit I need to handle you out your damn mind. Im so over iggas always expectin shit on that disrespectful shit like Im supposed to scratch they back and they just gonna let me itch best stay out my pockets you can end up on a stretcher quick. Gotta keep that thing on me cant let em catch me slip. Gots glocks with beams on em means I aint ever miss You gone have to kill me before I ever let you take whats mine. Got some demons I been fighting need some peace of mind. You aint bringing shit to the table you cant eat at mine. Cant have slackers on the team my circle need to grind. How we supposed to make it to the top you won't even climb. Gotta get out of the hood to many people dyin. Got a family so I need to leave the streets behind. Been dealt some shitty cards so its been hard but Imma find a way. Gotta keep workin hard so I got no time for conversations. I get so lost in these thoughts Im always contemplatin. What the fuck I gotta do. I gotta level up. Its like this keep on falling it aint letting up. They say this hard Work shit pays off feels like it never does. I try to focus on my moves continue to improve. Let people go when I feel used. Sometimes it leaves a deeper wound. Think this shit sweet got me confused. Feels like people need to see me lose feeling broken and abused. Took all these losses I refuse