The Hussle Way Lyrics

The Hussle Way - Nipsey Hussle

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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 sense 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 hussle 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 hussle 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 hussle way