Legacy Grind

Yeah,

yeah

Different kind of hunger now

Same fire inside

Used to chase the paper till the sun came up

Now I'm making breakfast,

pouring coffee in a cup My boy is taking steps,

my wife is looking at me proud But I still hear the

whispering of the corner crowd

Got a stable life,

a steady hand But the hunger of a hustler never leaves a

man

I'm a family man with a street-wise soul Keeping my peace,

but I'm in control Got a son to raise and a queen

by my side But the spirit of the hustle is a lifetime

ride

(yeah, a lifetime ride)

Paying mortgages instead of paying bail Building up a legacy that's never

gonna fail But when the meeting starts and negotiations press That old-school

grit is how I handle all the stress I'm trading on the

market, still a predator in stride Just a different field of battle

with my honor as my guide

I'm a family man with a street-wise soul Keeping my peace,

but I'm in control Got a son to raise and a queen

by my side But the spirit of the hustle is a lifetime

ride (a lifetime ride)

Yeah, for my boy

For the family

Still hungry though

Always hungry