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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 It's a holiday everyday nigga 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 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 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 I love the grind SongtexteI 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' niggas like you 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 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 bitch, 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 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 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 hustle at weekends 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 Aus Songtexte Mania