Nipsey Hussle - The Hustle Way lyrics

Look do I love it do I lust
It? The struggle of a hustla
Life of a banger, and death is no stranger
I know 'em like it's kin to me
Took a few friends from me
It all make since one day eventually
I guess so
Granny said it happen and it's meant to be
Just let go
But, I can't, this shit keep itchin' me, like
Them niggas outta line how they came through
Shot 'em in his face point blank
Left his brains blew
Now who gon' go for 'em?
Probably be the same crew
When bangin' is your religion
It's like a sin not to
A lotta niggas ain't cut from that same cloth
Them, I give 'em space, gotta play it safe
'Cause hard niggas turn holy when
They catch a case
I still bark, real talk, I'll never fake
In Hyde Park late night, still chop a eighth
And grind with the homies
Serve dimes with the homies

From dope spots peekin' out
Blinds with the homies
Still lookin' for a better way
The smokers keep comin'
Droppin' work in they bucket
Another day, another dollar to make
And I be on the block
All night grindin', I don't take no breaks
(I'll be on the block)
All day grindin', I don't take no breaks
(I'll be on the block)
All night grindin', I don't take no breaks
(HEY) 'Cause, I do it the hustle way

I'm in a '85 Regal, no tint
You see clear through
Young nigga, lookin' life in the rear view
Burner on my lap, kush in my ashtray
And that's how I'ma play it 'til my last day
I'm used to gettin' money in the fast lane
And I only fuck with bitches that be nasty
Leather and wood, my money is good
And I'm like a young celebrity in every hood
Gold ropes for the crew, chrome
Spokes on my coupe, two seater
Then I take off the roof like Katrina
And slide like a Visa up Slauson in a Beamer
Call me what you want just
Don't call me a dreamer
'Cause mines is reality grind, no salary
I came a long way from
Sellin' grams off Gramercy
Boulders off Brynhurst and sevens off Slauson
Now I got options, now I got it poppin'

From dope spots peekin' out
Blinds with the homies
Still lookin' for a better way
The smokers keep comin'
Droppin' work in they bucket
Another day, another dollar to make
And I be on the block
All night grindin', I don't take no breaks
(I'll be on the block)
All day grindin', I don't take no breaks
(I'll be on the block)
All night grindin', I don't take no breaks
(HEY) 'Cause, I do it the hustle way

Look
Take away my granny blessings I'd be history
Them bullets cuz shot through my
'Lac wouldn't have missed me
Come to my hood, say my name
I ain't no mystery i'm probably in the spot
Feel the hustla's energy
In the kitchen countin' cash
Watchin' cocaine chemistry
Cookin' into crack, I was lookin' into rap
Hard to focus on my dreams when
I'm lookin' at the facts
Shootin' down the street
Now I'm lookin' at my MAC
And you can tell just lookin' at the facts
It's a coffin or a cell if
You young and you black with your name on it
Still, every car pass, bang on it
If you gon' do it
Do it right and put that thang on you
You too deep in it to quit
I know the pain of it
You love the game but knowin'
That the game doesn't love you back
Love the fact this the same struggle
City to city, we products of the same hustle

From dope spots peekin' out
Blinds with the homies
Still lookin' for a better way
The smokers keep comin'
Droppin' work in they bucket
Another day, another dollar to make
And I be on the block
All night grindin', I don't take no breaks
(I'll be on the block)
All day grindin', I don't take no breaks
(I'll be on the block)
All night grindin', I don't take no breaks
(HEY) 'Cause, I do it the hustle way