Jeezy - Hustla’s Holiday (Lyrics)

[Intro] 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

[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 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

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’ niggas 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

We lazy bitch, 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 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

[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