People come to me and say
What’s a fool like you doing here
And even though I got it made
I just begun to see it clearly
All my love is gone
It left the night we said goodbye
Maybe one day in a dream
We will see where we are going
it’s what we’re meant to be
it’s what we’re meant to be
it’s what we’re meant to be
Hustlers, killers, and thieves
People still come up to me
And say what’s a fool like you still doing here
Just because you think you got it made
You think you can see everything so clear
All your love is gone
It left the night you said goodbye
But maybe one day in a dream
You will see where you are going
It’s what you’re meant to be
It’s what you’re meant to be
It’s what we’re meant to be
Hustlers, killers, and thieves