Album

Hustle Vision


Ordinary Lives
Rayneman
Producer: Kensa
2018

Verse 1:

You were born to be a leader, a star

To be somebody great, gotta tell yourself that's what you are

It always starts with the proper mindset and discipline

Gaining assets and then building it up

Like how your parents raised you for the task

They worked too hard for you to half ass

Gave you a taste of all the fine things in life

The preview alone is almost blinding in its light

But you gotta prove to the world that you deserve it and more

Only made men can go inside the glass door

Observe for the moment 'til you figure out the secret

How to get a passing score

Don't you wanna stand among titans?

Your face gracing Time, you life story timeless?

I know you do, who wouldn't wanna live the dream?

I'll teach you a magic spell, repeat after me

 

Hook (2x):

Here's a toast to some wonderful times

Spreading peace, love, and positive vibes

Never let up on the hustle and grind

Stack your money 'till it's up in the skies

 

Verse 2:

You're on a roll, and building momentum

With a sound plan with necessary connections

The money tree you planted's slowly grown to fruition

Just keep doing things that earn you recognition

As for charity... well you can give back

But frankly, morality and empathy is a trap

Designed to take away and impede your cash flow

The obligation is a little hard to grasp, though, 'cuz

Where were they when you were out making money?

All your former bullies now broke, ain't it funny?

It was a good choice to chase material possessions

But still not enough, you need more obsession

Yes.... you gotta make more

You haven't made it 'till you can't make any more

Everything else is utterly inconsequential

Now sing it with me as we hit the instrumental

 

Repeat hook

 

Verse 3:

Now you're at the top, the profit never stops

So much, you've forgotten what it's like climbing up

They look at you like some kind of biblical figure

When you're up that stage, give 'em all a middle finger

Fuck 'em all, inspire competition?

Teach 'em how to lick your feet and bow in submission

Show them success is not a bedfield of flowers

You gotta have tenacity to power through the doubters

Nerves of steel to ignore inequality

Those who can't be a king deserve a peasant's salary

And all these parasites are playing guilty conscience

But all the accusations boil down to jealous nonsense

They say you never starved... Yeah, 'cuz you're smart

They're starving 'cuz they're lazy

It's not the system's fault

Poverty is just another deadbeat excuse

Better do the whipping if you don't wanna be the one abused

And you're amused with all the contradiction

Denying your reality with poorly-written fiction

When you shed metaphorical blood, sweat, and tears

Don't let anyone tell you that you had it easy getting here

Let those losers get their just desserts

You get the full course and everything that you deserve

Let them salivate as you dine with fellow kings

Drink that fine wine, raise it high, and sing

 

Repeat hook

 

Outro:

It feels good to be a god among men

It feels good to be a god among men

It feels good to be a god among men

I know you wanna be one too, don't pretend



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