Hustlaz Holiday

[Intro]

The grind never stop, man

I don't give a fuck how much money you got, my nigga

I don't give a fuck how rich you is, nigga

You still gotta hustle

Every day, it's a holiday every day, nigga

[Chorus]

I got hustlin' on my resume

Wouldn't think it, never, ever hear the hustlers say

That he don't wanna hustle no more (No more)

No more (No more), no more (No more), no more (Yeah)

And it's a hustlin' holiday

Wouldn't make it, you'd never, ever hear a hustler say

That he don't wanna hustle no more (No more)

No more (No more), no more (No more), yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

We hustle on our birthday, we hustlin' on Christmas

Don't care if it's my worst day, them kid gon' get they cream up

Keep your eyes on the prize, yeah, eye of the tiger ,boy

If we talkin' hustlin' you know who the messiah, boy

What a hustler need a bed for? I ain't tryna lay down

When you on the come up, all I know's to stay down

You don't see me at the club, nigga

I don't see you at the bank, though

When I walk up in that bank, nigga

I walk in through that back door

I can't lie, I love the grind, I can't even stay awake

Here you go, I love you, mama, I'm even hustlin' mother's day

Kept me hustlin' Thanksgivin', stack it like a Black Jew

You know today a holiday for hustlin' niggas like you

[Chorus]

I got hustlin' on my resume

Wouldn't think it, never, ever hear the hustlers say

That he don't wanna hustle no more (No more)

No more (No more), no more (No more), no more (Yeah)

And it's a hustlin' holiday

Wouldn't make it, you'd never, ever hear a hustler say

That he don't wanna hustle no more (No more)

No more (No more), no more (No more), yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]

Hustle Monday through Monday and we ain't missin' one day

We all gon' be rich one day, put that on God on Sunday

You lazy, bitch, then stay away, we even hustle on Labor Day

And I ain't been home all week, I wonder what the neighbors say

Ain't no such thing as "I can't", if I want, I get that

They talkin' 'bout how you fell off when it's all 'bout how you get back

Hustle every minute, every hour, shit can go from sweet to sour

Right from sour back to sweet, you-you just practice what you preach

We don't do no vacays, we hustle every day, nigga

Just send you on that vacay, we count our paper, pray, nigga

Hustlers don't get no sleep, you niggas stay sleeping

I've been griding all week, I'm hustlin' them weekends

[Chorus]

I got hustlin' on my resume

Wouldn't think it, never, ever hear the hustlers say

That he don't wanna hustle no more (No more)

No more (No more), no more (No more), no more (Yeah)

And it's a hustlin' holiday

Wouldn't make it, you'd never, ever hear a hustler say

That he don't wanna hustle no more (No more)

No more (No more), no more (No more), yeah, yeah