How I learned the value of Hard Work:
Every Sunday I couldn’t wait to hit the gym
Nothing recharges your batteries like passion
The focus, the effort, and the concentration
Ninety-four feet felt so small beneath my feet
The hardwood tasted gallons of my sweat so sweet
Just myself working I could never be beat
The sickening hard work became my habit
The pain of pushing past my limits, I have to have it
Most people live for moments that take their breath away
Well I began to make those moments my life everyday
Now I can never be stopped
Cuz my work ethic will never be topped
It all started back on those Sundays in the gym
One ball in constant transit from my hands to the rim
Just as my life is in constant motion from here to there
I know that success will be mine everywhere
I will always work hard, give my all, and never give in
All because of those Sundays I couldn’t wait to hit the gym
