Jeezy - Hustlaz Holiday lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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