Alarm clock screams like a mad parade Coffee's cold but I’m still half-made Shoes untied but I’m out the door Tuesday’s got me wanting more Work don’t stop the hustle’s real Spin that wheel till the world can feel Dreams don’t wait so I keep my stride Tuesday’s grind I’m on that ride Paper stacks like a leaning tower Emails rain like a cold hard shower Break room’s empty no time to chill Tuesday’s got that climb-the-hill thrill Work don’t stop the hustle’s real Spin that wheel till the world can feel Dreams don’t wait so I keep my stride Tuesday’s grind I’m on that ride Fingers tapping like a drumbeat wild My soul’s alive like a reckless child Tuesday whispers “You’re halfway there” So I lace my boots and I just don’t care Work don’t stop the hustle’s real Spin that wheel till the world can feel Dreams don’t wait so I keep my stride Tuesday’s grind I’m on that ride
