I frequently get asked the question, how did I make it? Some of you have possibly been a couple of the randoms who have hit me up on Facebook, and Twitter ( that’s the only guess I have for the rise in questions), but I’m here to clear a few things up. The number one thing I can share with you guys is to get your hustle on. The reason I made money and became a success was because every day, I woke up, and felt blessed that God gave me another day to hustle my balls off. I understood somewhat how the economy worked, I also knew that it took some money, to capitalize on that money, and make fat gains. I set my sights on the rich life and wanted to get there. I had such a strong burning desire in my heart to make it the happy life, that good good life. I also saw my momma in the sky when I would look up and ask God for some inspiration. Just about every time, my brain would create a picture of my momma in different moods. Sometimes she would be smiling at me for the hard work that I have been putting in that day, and I felt she was proud of me. Sometimes though, when I was slacking a little bit, I would look into the sky and see she had a look of disappointment upon me. I knew, and she knew when I could have been working harder and when I could have been more focused on the goals that I had set out to accomplish. I always knew the number one goal I had in life was to help my mom back in Somalia live a happy life, and particularly one of good fortune.
Having actually experienced the poor life that many Somalians succumb too, including theft, killing, rape, sickness, drugs, and just bad deeds all around horrified me. I actually was able to see the detrimental way of life that people were living in and their way out, which was non-existent. I told myself I did not want to live like them anymore. I did not want to have be put in that situation ever. For my family, for myself, for my future children, I needed to make a name for myself so I could make a serious difference in my family’s life. (more…)