Hustla’s Ambition
“Remaining Humble Like He Taught Me Too”
I’m a hustla it’s what I do
get this money, stay positive and true.
I love what I do, it makes me stronger.
To know I don’t have to ask for help from you
Being able to look pretty and beautiful.
I can buy what I want, get my nails done and a new tattoo.
One more chance to do better on my future.
Young Black this hustla will always hold on.
Watching out for the kids too
Believing in everything that I that’s new
stunting and flossing just like my homies do
Hustla’s ambition nobody will never understand the truth.
Debating to take my last drink
Smoking and stoning
Laughing at the people that want to hate who knew?
I’m just trying to stay solid it’s just what I do
Hustling for dreams
and education too.
6 figures and then they hating on you
Not trusting those that don’t believe in you
But gotta keep grinding
Even if it’s blinding
Reminding myself to ride like we used too
They will never march how I march or move like I move.
Tired of seeing obituaries
So I wear air one shoes
And continue to move like a goon
Not stopping until I reach the top
Savages moving like we do
But with my hustlas ambition this how I move
saluting to all my homies who died from the boys in blue.
Protected by some kuntry angels.
But nobody will never know what I knew.
Always staring at the world through my rearview.
Screaming at
Heart beating fast like a beat box.
Never forgetting we stay stumping in a Nike shoe.
Moving like a thief in the night.
Tunnel vision with a hustla’s ambition,
for young black America crew.
Ain’t No weakness, just straight Hustla’s Ambition!
Yea that’s what I do!
About the Creator
Tecoria Savage
Poetry is for the soul, speak the words of wisdom and love. My words are loving for Justice for the world and my community. To settle arguments for families that are in need. Respecting the ones that can’t and settling for the truth.
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