My Hustler
That's my man and I am his woman. When he is gone he knows I
here waiting patiently. Anticipating. I know that he has to hustle, he can not stay in one place. He learned to fight to survive. That's how he manage to stay alive. When I let the night settle in, I get to see my baby again. The world is waiting. He doesn't have to waste, he needs to work. There's never a delay. He gets up and starts his day. It's time for him to hustle. Trying to keep things together. Working all day, finding a new way to hustle. In the back of my mind I know that he'll be back soon.I know that he has a lot to do. Ain't no compromising when it comes to him and his hustle. That's the only thing that gets my baby through the day. He hasn't stopped yet.
here waiting patiently. Anticipating. I know that he has to hustle, he can not stay in one place. He learned to fight to survive. That's how he manage to stay alive. When I let the night settle in, I get to see my baby again. The world is waiting. He doesn't have to waste, he needs to work. There's never a delay. He gets up and starts his day. It's time for him to hustle. Trying to keep things together. Working all day, finding a new way to hustle. In the back of my mind I know that he'll be back soon.I know that he has a lot to do. Ain't no compromising when it comes to him and his hustle. That's the only thing that gets my baby through the day. He hasn't stopped yet.
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