**You’ll Never Soar With The Swans If You Keep Clucking With The Turkeys – Wake Up Or Stay Broke**
Listen here, champ. Let me hit you with a truth bomb so hard it’ll vaporize your excuses: **You are the average of the five losers you spend the most time with.** And if your crew’s idea of ambition is arguing over who’s buying the next round of Natty Light, you’re not just wasting time — you’re committing *self-sabotage*.
You want to fly? You want the private jets, the Bugattis, the unshakable confidence of a king? Then stop pretending the turkeys in your life aren’t clipping your wings.
### TURKEYS DON’T FLY. THEY JUST COMPLAIN ABOUT THE SKY.
Let me break this down for you, since your “friends” probably never will. Turkeys — those broke, whiny, complacent clowns — spend their lives pecking at dirt. They’re allergic to hustle. They think “risk” is ordering spicy wings. They’ll mock your goals, call you “lucky” when you win, and whisper *“you’ll fail”* to keep you grounded in their loserdom.
Meanwhile, swans? They’re gliding over oceans while turkeys fight for breadcrumbs in a Walmart parking lot. Swans don’t *fit in*. They dominate. They’re ruthless about their circle. And if you’re still letting Cousin Kevin (who’s “between jobs”… again) crash on your couch, you’re not a swan. You’re a sucker.
### WHY YOU’RE STILL A TURKEY (AND IT’S YOUR FAULT)
You think loyalty means tolerating mediocrity? Wrong. **Loyalty to losers is betrayal to yourself.** Your “best friend” who spends 8 hours a day rage-quitting Call of Duty? He’s a human anchor. The coworker who scoffs at your side hustle? She’s terrified you’ll escape the cubicle farm.
Newsflash: Misery loves company. Turkeys don’t want you to win — because your success exposes their laziness. They’ll guilt-trip you, call you “selfish,” and drag you back to Happy Hour Hell. And if you cave? Congrats. You’ve chosen a life of mid-tier misery.
### HOW TO BECOME A SWAN (OR DIE TRYING)
1. **CULL THE FLOCK**
Cut. Them. Off. If they’re not pushing you, paying you, or polishing your crown, they’re deadweight. Harsh? Good. The world’s top 1% didn’t get there by hosting pity parties.
2. **UPGRADE YOUR AIRSPACE**
Swans fly at 30,000 feet. Start DM’ing mentors. Join masterminds. Befriend people who make your current self look like a joke. If your idol doesn’t intimidate you, you’re aiming too low.
3. **EAT THE TURKEYS**
Metaphorically… mostly. Stop apologizing for outgrowing people. When they call you “arrogant,” smirk and say, “Damn right.” Arrogance is the perfume of winners who refuse to rot in the barnyard.
### THE COLD REALITY NOBODY WILL TELL YOU
You’ll lose friends. Family might disown you. You’ll eat lonely meals while building your empire. But let me ask you: Would you rather cry in a Lamborghini or laugh in a rusted-out Corolla? Exactly.
The path to greatness isn’t a group trip. It’s a solo mission where weak links get left behind. Your “friends” won’t pay your bills when you’re 50. The swan life isn’t for everyone — but if you’re reading this, you’re not everyone. You’re a predator in a world of prey. Start acting like it.
### FINAL WARNING:
The turkeys are counting on you to stay small. Prove them right, and you’ll die with a life of “what-ifs.” Prove them wrong, and the sky isn’t the limit — it’s the starting line.
Now go. Block the haters. Buy the jet. And if anyone asks why you’re leaving them behind? Tell them the Top Slaylebrity sent you.
**#SwansDontApologize #CullTheHerd #EscapeTheTurkeyPen**
*Drop a “🦢” in the comments if you’re ready to fly. The turkeys won’t get it — but that’s how you know it’s working.*
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They’re allergic to hustle. They think “risk” is ordering spicy wings. They’ll mock your goals, call you “lucky” when you win, and whisper *“you’ll fail”* to keep you grounded in their loserdom You want to fly? You want the private jets, the Bugattis, the unshakable confidence of a king? Then stop pretending the turkeys in your life aren’t clipping your wings.
