Daniel Saavedra
Daniel Saavedra

voices won't hold me back

voices won't hold me back

7 Plays

8 months ago

Title: "Voices of Hustle" (Verse 1) Money in my mind, fake friends left behind This be the death of me, hustling to make history Loneliness creeping in, thoughts of doubt, who to trust? But in the darkest nights, I always rise, never bust Voices in my head, fueling every step I take Choices led me here, where the hustlers never fake (Chorus) Money, power, fame, it's the game I'm playing This hustle in my veins, ain't no time for delaying So fuck da police, FTP with no remorse Riding on my own path, setting my own course (Verse 2) Loneliness turned to contentment, found my inner strength Fake friends faded away, but I found my true strength No more relying on others, standing tall on my own Anger fueling ambition, till this throne becomes my own Money flowing in, stacking every dollar high The grit in my hustle, won't let my dreams die (Bridge) This be my hustle, my way, never backing down Respect be earned, it's the talk of the town From loneliness to contentment, the journey in my mind But anger fuels my fire, the drive you cannot bind (Chorus) Money, power, fame, it's the game I'm playing This hustle in my veins, ain't no time for delaying So fuck da police, FTP with no remorse Riding on my own path, setting my own course (Verse 3) Anger rising, no more holding back Fake friends, they wasted time, exposed their dirty act This fire inside me, burning fierce and strong No longer satisfied, I'm proving them all wrong Enemies tryna bring me down, they can't comprehend The strength and determination it takes to transcend (Chorus) Money, power, fame, it's the game I'm playing This hustle in my veins, ain't no time for delaying So fuck da police, FTP with no remorse Riding on my own path, setting my own course (Outro) From loneliness to contentment, through anger and grit I rise above the voices, I never quit Money, fake friends, hustling, my constant fight Living life on my terms, proving my might

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8 months ago

Title: "Voices of Hustle" (Verse 1) Money in my mind, fake friends left behind This be the death of me, hustling to make history Loneliness creeping in, thoughts of doubt, who to trust? But in the darkest nights, I always rise, never bust Voices in my head, fueling every step I take Choices led me here, where the hustlers never fake (Chorus) Money, power, fame, it's the game I'm playing This hustle in my veins, ain't no time for delaying So fuck da police, FTP with no remorse Riding on my own path, setting my own course (Verse 2) Loneliness turned to contentment, found my inner strength Fake friends faded away, but I found my true strength No more relying on others, standing tall on my own Anger fueling ambition, till this throne becomes my own Money flowing in, stacking every dollar high The grit in my hustle, won't let my dreams die (Bridge) This be my hustle, my way, never backing down Respect be earned, it's the talk of the town From loneliness to contentment, the journey in my mind But anger fuels my fire, the drive you cannot bind (Chorus) Money, power, fame, it's the game I'm playing This hustle in my veins, ain't no time for delaying So fuck da police, FTP with no remorse Riding on my own path, setting my own course (Verse 3) Anger rising, no more holding back Fake friends, they wasted time, exposed their dirty act This fire inside me, burning fierce and strong No longer satisfied, I'm proving them all wrong Enemies tryna bring me down, they can't comprehend The strength and determination it takes to transcend (Chorus) Money, power, fame, it's the game I'm playing This hustle in my veins, ain't no time for delaying So fuck da police, FTP with no remorse Riding on my own path, setting my own course (Outro) From loneliness to contentment, through anger and grit I rise above the voices, I never quit Money, fake friends, hustling, my constant fight Living life on my terms, proving my might

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