Nas - Hustle Is My Religion lyrics

[Intro] We ugh, All Star [Verse 1: Nas] High Cinderella, loafers gla** Fold up cash You ain't heard this soldier's half You speaking hog wash Silly sh** Hold the dash, I got that live spark Philly lit, smoker's jacket on Son of a capricorn, my dads a don What you think that he spawned? A slacker? Nah A packer? Nah My jibber-jabber lacks the swine Smack your moms relaxed and calm Then mack your mom Cause you don't know how to act round Nas You flash round Nas Like a test you gotta pa** round Nas Ladies spread they a** like a wide mouth ba** Just to get a glance from Nas They dance round Nas Chance with Nas While the music amplifies Hundred foot yacht in Cancun high You sweat from a rhinoceros nuts Baboons behind I'm fly with my design I'm fly with mine y'all [Hook: Pream-O] Politickan, we made it without a pot to piss in Opposition is nothin' more than your competition My commission is gettin' figures in my position Hustle is my religion, hustle is my religion Politickan, we made it without a pot to piss in Opposition is nothin' more than your competition My commission is gettin' figures in my position Hustle is my religion, hustle is my religion [Verse 2: Pream-O] Yo from the womb to the tomb, you can bet that sh** Any struggle I was facin', had to dead that sh** I went to Queens for the work, to finesse that sh** On my life, we dropped the price, we could stretch that sh** We in the field in New York tryna jet that sh** We giants, you smokin' nicks, where'd you get that sh**? They sick, the dope flip, from me blessin' y'all, Escobar Got me street dreamin' upper echelon, next in line Better time work than to waste on sh** My time work, savin' money that you waste on chicks Straight on flips, got me gettin' straight on chips I'm focused in and movin' special like the 8 on hip Wait on sh**, no I'ma get it now That's word to God's Son n***a, I'ma put it down My grind ain't been the same since the day I seen a thou Now I'm lookin' at a hundred, ain't been hurtin' in a while Wicked's how I'm livin' Criminal Online flow, digital I go through hell so it's Heaven that I get my child It's been a while since the focus wasn't money piles Now these young thugs runnin' around lookin' funny style I got a dummy style, stupid good flow I don't trust too many n***as, I'ma (?) for sure I roof in the door like Nino with the snipers Money rollin' up like a sour with the lighters First cla** seats takin' trips, need a cypher Smilin' cause the white swine culture don't like us Hard like Rykers Mental penitentiaries, movin' like a lifer Look what ghettos did to me Paintin' pictures with me, leave Pica**o with the brush Bein' famous sounds good but to make it is a must I'd rather die a getter way before I hit the dust Cause I grew up in some hoods that the tourists wouldn't touch n***a trust [Hook: Pream-O] Politickan, we made it without a pot to piss in Opposition is nothin' more than your competition My commission is gettin' figures in my position Hustle is my religion, hustle is my religion Politickan, we made it without a pot to piss in Opposition is nothin' more than your competition My commission is gettin' figures in my position Hustle is my religion, hustle is my religion [Hook: Pream-O] Politickan, we made it without a pot to piss in Opposition is nothin' more than your competition My commission is gettin' figures in my position Hustle is my religion, hustle is my religion Politickan, we made it without a pot to piss in Opposition is nothin' more than your competition My commission is gettin' figures in my position Hustle is my religion, hustle is my religion