Nipsey Hussle tells a story in interviews about how he hustled with his brother to put $250K together.
Once they did, it made sense to bury it instead of use banks.
Thing is no one tells you how to properly store buried money.
A year later he found they lost more than half their savings. Not to inflation, but mold.
Spent the better part of a day cleaning it with blow-dryers and clotheslines.
Tough story to hear.
Harder to live.
But that’s how it goes.
As a G he accepted the loss, learned from it, and kept it moving, because there was no Plan B for mediocrity.
Only Plan A to keep going til all the past hardships can be justified as “worth it”.
I know this energy all to well. So much so my brother Joe Lampton described me as looking like “Nipsey Hussle when he’s in the boardroom making moves”.
He said this specifically about a picture I posted on IG. Me in red with a cigar at my favorite lounge reflecting.
I love that picture because every one says I look like a G and that I live up to that image in person.
Here’s the thing though. I took it when I was poor. Homeless in fact. But even without a house to sleep, I moved like I had it all going for me.
Because… I DID.
I had my iron mind protecting me from the adversity of people and situations wanting to keep me down.
I had take charge energy guiding my steps.
I had my brothers with their foot in my back pushing me to get to the other side.
Everyone else was a distraction so I never told them the truth. That I was so homeless, I’d hide out in the cigar lounge to have a place to sleep. Or I’d welcome being sick in the ER because at least I knew I had food and shelter for a moment.
In spite of being down and out I still kept clean, dressed well, went to work, dated girls, and of course smoked cigars.
Shit wasn’t ideal, but I wasn’t going to double down and feel sorry for myself. I’d rather double up and elevate my sense of self.
In the end it worked in my favor.
It was “Worth It”.
I did not give myself or anyone a chance to pity me.
Nor should you or anyone else ever pity You.
Where you are now in your struggle is a heroic origin story. A test to prove you are stronger than you give yourself credit.
Prove nature right.
OR
Prove the Matrix right.
I already know my choice. When shit hits the fan, I fan off the shit and keep it moving.
If you want more friends in your corner with this mindset, read TAKE CHARGE. To connect with those brothers you need to become one of them.
Barely takes 30 days so if you started yesterday, you’d be 24 hours ahead of your old, stale version of You by now.