Monday morning, boss is calling, Bills keep stacking, debts are sprawling. That paycheck’s thin, man, it ain’t gonna last, We’re clocking out—then clocking back in fast. Selling old clothes, flipping stuff, Editing vids, still not enough? From walking dogs, to driving cabs Writing blogs, creating podcasts. Everybody’s looking for a side hustle, Desperate to escape the nine-to-five struggle. Late nights, online, chasing that dream, One job ain't enough, gotta stack that green. Writing songs while frying chicken, Models stream live, hoping fans start clicking. Selling themselves through a video share, Are we brands to build? Do our leaders care? Posting our lives for the world to see, Counting likes as currency. Hashtag crazy, just chasing a view. Filming our morning coffee like it’s breaking news… Everybody’s looking for a side hustle, Desperate to escape the nine-to-five struggle. Late nights, online, chasing that dream, One job ain't enough, gotta stack that green. Posting our life for the world to see, Counting likes as currency. Try to keep any extra earnings untraceable, But the taxman’s watching—ready to grab it all. Everybody’s looking for a side hustle, Hoping someday we can drop the struggle. Maybe one day we’ll make it big… Till then, we’ll work two shifts and a couple of side gigs. Working two jobs, dreaming of one, Maybe one day… but for now, we run.
