Nard & B - Hustlaz Holiday lyrics

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Nard & B - Hustlaz Holiday lyrics

[Intro] Grind never stop man I don't give a f** how much money you got my n***a I don't give a f** how rich you is n***a You still gotta hustle It's a holiday everyday n***a [Hook] I got hustlin' 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 hustlin' 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 hustlin' 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 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 is stay down You don't see me at the club n***a I don't see you at the bank though When I walk up in that bank n***a 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 momma I even hustle on mother's day Kept me hustlin' Thanksgivin' Stack it like a black Jew Just know today a holiday for hustlin' n***as like you [Hook] I got hustlin' 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 hustlin' 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 2] Hustle Monday through Monday And we ain't missin' one day We all gone be rich one day Put that on God on Sunday If you lazy b**h, 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 about how you get back Hustle every minute, every hour sh** can 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 n***a Just send you on that vacay We count our paper, pray n***a Hustlers don't get no sleep You n***as stay sleeping I've been griding all week I'm hustle at weekends [Hook] I got hustlin' 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 hustlin' 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