(Intro)
Grind never stop man
I don’t give a f**k how much money you got my ni**a
I don’t give a f**k how rich you is ni**a
You still gotta hustle
It’s a holiday everyday ni**a
(Chorus)
I got hustling on my resume
I didn’t think they’d never ever hear the hustler’s say
That he didn’t wanna hustle no more
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
And this a hustling holiday
Wouldn’t make it never ever hear a hustler say
That he don’t wanna hustle no more
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
(Verse 1)
We hustle on our birthdays, we hustling on Christmas
Don’t care if it’s my worst day, the kid gone get their cream up
Got eyes on the prize, yeah, eye of the tiger boy
If we talking hustling 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 is stay down
You don’t see me at the club ni**a
I don’t see you at the bank though
When I walk up in that bank ni**a
I walk in through that back door
I can’t I love the grind
I can’t even stay awake
Here you go, I love you momma
I even hustle on mother’s day
Kept me hustling Thanksgiving
Stack it like a black Jew
Just know today a holiday for hustling ni**as like you
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Hustle Monday through Monday
And we ain’t missing one day
We all gone be rich one day
Put that on God on Sunday
We lazy bi**h, stay awake
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 talking bout how you fell off
When it’s all about how you get back
Hustle every minute, every hour
Sickle, go from sweet to sour
Right from sour back to sweet
You just practice what you preach
We don’t do no vacays
We hustle every day ni**a
Just send you on that vacay
We count our paper, pray ni**a
Hustlers don’t get no sleep
You ni**as stay sleeping
I’ve been griding all week
I’m hustle at weekends
(Repeat Chorus)
