The Hustler
Enter the hustler
With monetary momentary speed
He's rolling
Not a man of need
He's got it squared away
No specific race these days, all races participate
Man of grace, charisma, his needs
On any other day
He's got gold so he knows
The hustle night and day
He's got the glory of the prize
Standing straight and tall
On this side of the ball
He checks it all
Watch the paper trail
Always gets by
Sly slipping out the back way
When no body has
Eyes on him
Turns around with that golden smile
Panther style the cool of charisma
More than you can guess, major
No temporary swag
His mission, stroll the GOAL
GET THE MONEY AT OPPORTUNITY'S DOOR
stay the patrol
He glows
Light the life of jive
Known to thrive customary stride when he goes
Smooth EXIT THE LEGEND STROLLS
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2017
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