when the hustle slow

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“When the Hustle Slow” Verse 1 Woke up to the same broke dawn, same old rain, Pocket full of nothin’ but I’m rich in pain. Phone stay quiet, no call, no deal, But I still lace boots up, keepin’ hope real. Bills on the table like they own my name, Dreams in the fire but I guard that flame. Everybody say grind, but the grind on pause, Sometimes life hit hard with invisible claws. Pre-Chorus But I’m waitin’… on a door to swing, Holdin’ faith tight when the world don’t sing. Storm got heavy but I know one thing— After long nights, good days take wing. Chorus I’m waitin’ on somethin’ good to happen, While the hustle slow and the lights keep flashin’. Tryna stay strong while the gears ain’t catchin’, Prayin’ for a break while my soul keep rappin’. I’m waitin’, yeah… but I ain’t standin’ still, Buildin’ in the silence, sharpenin’ my will. When the tide turn, I’ma rise uphill— Good gon’ come, I believe it still. Verse 2 Some days I pace like a wolf in a cage, Some days I write all my pain on a page. Ain’t lazy—just stuck in the cracks of time, Still rehearsin’ victory in the back of my mind. Seen dry seasons turn fields into gold, Seen weak men fold, seen strong hearts hold. So I talk to tomorrow like an old best friend, Say “I know you got blessings around that bend.” Pre-Chorus And I’m waitin’… but I’m plantin’ seeds, Even when the ground don’t answer needs. Faith ain’t fast, but it still succeeds— Roots grow deep before anybody sees. Chorus I’m waitin’ on somethin’ good to happen, While the hustle slow and the lights keep flashin’. Tryna stay strong while the gears ain’t catchin’, Prayin’ for a break while my soul keep rappin’. I’m waitin’, yeah… but I ain’t standin’ still, Buildin’ in the silence, sharpenin’ my will. When the tide turn, I’ma rise uphill— Good gon’ come, I believe it still. Bridge Maybe the delay ain’t denial, just design, Maybe slow motion means the stars align. Maybe what’s coming need a stronger me, So I endure what is, for what will be. Verse 3 Now I can feel it in the wind somehow, Didn’t break back then, won’t fold right now. Every setback built a deeper foundation, Every dry spell fed a bigger revelation. So if you down and you waitin’ too— This song right here, I wrote for you. Keep your eye on dawn when the night feel long, Sometimes the blessing take time… but it come on strong. Final Chorus I’m waitin’ on somethin’ good to happen, While the hustle slow and the lights keep flashin’. But I learned hope ain’t passive action— It’s fightin’ through the silence with a soul still snappin’. I’m waitin’, yeah… but I feel that thrill, Storm gon’ pass and the world stand still. When that good thing comes, I’ll be ready still— Cause I stayed ten toes when the hustle was still.

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