The Hustle
The hustle is deeper than you think
Whatever goes up has the ability to sink
And don’t expect a helping hand
From everyone you stay with
When you start to shrink
It’s okay to be surrounded by a convoy
But be careful with who you link
Everyone wants to be successful
They will take what’s yours if you blink
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