Breathing heavy, sweat pouring, feet pounding the pavement

"Man, this world is soft as fuck now. Everybody walking around offended, crying about some bullshit, pointing fingers instead of looking in the fucking mirror. You got people out here judging others on the internet, running their damn mouths, but they can’t even lift their own fucking bodyweight. They talk all this shit, but they ain’t never put in the work. They ain’t never suffered. They ain’t never done shit worth talking about.

"You know why they do that? Because it’s easier to hate than to grind. It’s easier to sit on your ass, scrolling, talking shit than to get the fuck up and put in the work. That’s why I don’t listen to nobody. I don’t give a fuck what people say about me. You think I care if some weak-ass, soft-ass motherfucker behind a screen don’t like how I talk, don’t like how I train? Fuck no. Because at the end of the day, I know one thing—they ain’t out here suffering. They ain’t out here grinding.

"And you know what else? Nobody gives a fuck about you.** That’s the truth. People pretend to care, but they don’t. They got their own shit to deal with. So why the fuck you worried about what they think? Why the fuck you living your life for them? They ain’t losing sleep over you, so stop losing sleep over them.

"You wanna be great? You wanna be something more? Then stop being weak. Stop getting offended. Stop talking, stop judging, and start working. Because when it’s all said and done, the only thing that matters is if you put in the fucking work.

"Stay hard."