The Foreign Exchange - Hustle, Hustle lyrics

Spokesman of the precious few I represent the views of independent youth That wrestle nail and tooth To evade neckties and suits 'Cause truthfully, a nine-to-nine's a waste of time Plus a waste of mind so I blaze a dime Trying to find creative ways to escape the grind I got to take what's mine In this land of milk and honey Filled with money, still hungry And won't finish till I fill my tummy Grill me or love me My pa**ion is unbridled, when idol crafted recitals They can't lose like Magic or Michael, pick or choose Not only dropping knowledge but slamming and dishing j**els Navigate with slicker moves, through the gritty city I cruise Confused what to do with my life But got my sights set on the apex, it's a safe bet That I ain't taking no for an answer This quest for dough is like a cancer Spreading over body parts especially my mind and heart Time to start the relentless pursuit So I can make my mark on this planet Granted, I meant it, see-saw mechanics From circumstances that only causing confidence damage Planet, firmly I'm standing on the outskirts of the average Relishing the challenger till the day my spirit vanish Man, this life is tough and I've had enough My tank's on empty, valleys are plenty But from the top they can't prevent me The rotten apple, it tempts me, locked in the grapple at Lensy Time to take stock and watch how far determined they should get me Everybody across the world better get your hustle on Out in the street, move your feet before your money's gone Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes I got to make my moves so I got some Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes I got to make my moves so I got some, yeah, yeah Stress should hear me, never any rest for the weary Try to progress, at best I eat, sleep barely The future is scary and so I proceed to look for solid ground But difficult because I'm always in and out of town Weigh by the pound, not in a duffle I bear a bigger burden on my back That go beyond the strength of muscle The hustle and bustle, trying to figure out the puzzle Of how to triumph amongst the troubles sent to bust your bubble Trust, I'm accustomed with the everyday I wonder will my stress will ever decay, looking for a better way Ahead of the days of a bigger mission, sealing my vision Caliber living and bringing it to fruition Lord, if you listen, I'm only asking for the strength To bask in the paper after laboring for such length It's like an eternity with much ahead I hope of every second I invested, I'm collecting at the end Everybody across the world better get your hustle on Out in the street, move your feet before your money's gone Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes I got to make my moves so I got some Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes I got to make my moves so I got some, yeah, yeah Everybody across the world better get your hustle on Out in the street, move your feet before your money's gone Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes I got to make my moves so I got some Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes I got to make my moves so I got some, yeah, yeah Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it