GANGSTER ON WHEELS - Real Hustler

I didn't come this far to bend, I didn't rise to fade away.
I'm the voice behind the grind that makes the weak ones pray.
Now the visions getting bigger, now the hunger never ends.
I'm the storm that never stops, inspiration never bends.
I'm the pool that paint can shine,
I'm the truth behind the climb.
I'm the real hustler,
Written and stamped and sealed through time.
I'm a real hustler, built from the ground.
Why they chase noise?
I move with no sound.