No time for playing in the sheets
Gotta go hard an grind in these streets
Chasing a dream
Wanting that cream
I just want my family to eat
So I stay steady on my two feet
No one can change my mind
I keep focus on my grind
The things I've done should of gotten me time
So I choose to write or put into rhyme
Never wanting to see defeat I want to be a part of the elite
Nothing better that that green cheddar
See I wasn't born to be a beggar
The roots have been planted
It can never been recanted
I am running this race
Gotta be in first place
Never will I quit I am going to make this fit
Cut from a hustler and a grinder
It can't get no finer
Pressed to be the cream of the crop
So I choice to hustle nonstop
5 legacies that make me run for my money
Their life is going to be sweeter than honey
I'm making my own beat to my drum
Gonna make it up out this slum
Never looking back
Can't repeat that track
So it's do or die got to give a try
Nothing clouding my vision
I'm just too driven
Preparing my journey of greatness
I can see me being Famous
I am a Queen
And I can't be foreseen
My moves are quiet and calculated
Never will they be replicated
I know how to hold down my throne
I was taught to do it all on my own
Working woman everyday
So I escape through my poetry
I keep pushing and praying
Hustle up my money and put it in savings
Want to leave my legacies properties, IRAs and CDs
Leave them something tangible
Make sure that their bank is capital
Striving for the American dream
It can only be reached by that cream