Hustle Lyrics by Ice Prince

Ice Prince’s “Hustle” is a motivational hip-hop track about perseverance, ambition, and overcoming struggles, as the lyrics reflect his journey from hardship to success while emphasizing the importance of hard work, faith, loyalty to friends and family, and staying determined despite criticism, challenges, and difficult circumstances.

Ice Prince - Hustle Lyrics

Oye, oye, oye, haha

Boom

One naira no be yawa

Two naira no be play

Two naira no be play

Four naira no be power

Five naira no be change

Five naira no be change

Rain, rain, rain hard

Joy comes in the morning

Rain comes in the night

I gats to hustle everyday so my people dey feel alright

Joy comes in the morning

Rain comes in the night

I gats to hustle everyday for my niggas make them feel alright

Uh, uh, yeah

I pray to God that we do this

Some niggas don′t believe me on some Buddhist shit

Yeah, I go hammer like I'm Ludacris

I′m still the realest, realest, still be dropping all the coolest shit

I went from nothing to everything that they dreamt about

My life is a movie, what I'ma sing about

I went to school but I never followed my teacher's route

I dreamt about a lot and I always followed the preacher′s mouth

You know the science, economics and mathematics

They had me feeling psychotic ′cause I was bad at it

But don't panic, I′ma be on the boat and it's

Never gon′ stop 'til I say the curtains are closed, family

Me and my emos we dey hustle on the low

Ayy, yeah

Me and my guys we dey hustle on the low

Alright

Me and my G′s we dey hustle on the low

Ayy

Me and my emos we dey hustle on the low

Uh, uh

Yeah, I got a family to feed

Your friends become your brothers and your family indeed

I started in the clique, a circle rapping on a beat

Man we was aiming for the top, now we just happen to be weed

A few years later, some new check papers

Roll in them niggas, turn them to some newborn haters

A few gon' hate us, but who am I to judge?

Blowing out the roof and I ain't even talking ′bout Jamaica

Steady praying to the maker, the alpha and omega

Hopping on the tape and I ain′t even rapping from a paper

Now they put me to the fire, I rise up like a vapor

Niggas wrestling with the thoughts, you know my mind is on the takers

I ain't ever coming down, my rhymes are elevators

Niggas steady back biting me, sharper than alligators

I remember mama used to tell me listen to your conscience

And don′t believe the bullshit when them niggas speak they nonsense

Yeah

Joy comes in the morning

Rain comes in the night

I gats to hustle everyday so my people dey feel alright

Joy comes in the morning

Rain comes in the night

I gats to hustle everyday for my niggas make them feel alright

Me and my emos we dey hustle on the low

Ayy, yeah

Me and my guys we dey hustle on the low

Alright

Me and my G's we dey hustle on the low

Ayy

Me and my emos we dey hustle on the low

Uh, uh

One naira no be yawa

Two naira no be play

Two naira no be play

Four naira no be power

Five naira no be change

Five naira no be change

Oh Lord have mercy

Oh Lord have mercy

Two naira no be play

Four naira no be power

Rain, rain, rain hard