Lyrics:
And guess what's in my center gaze
A Sunday at church
A Monday at work
Ima be honest I do not know
I go with the flow of these days passing by
One
the kid
Thank God that I made it legit
Been taking risk
It is what it is
It's my time
You can tell by the wrist
Took a lot of moves to get paid
Hard work
read the Sun
And have a saggy bum
Everyone can tell
You're a Lorry Driver
Maybe if I didn't drive a truck for my work
My wife would look like Jordan
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
what lay beyond
That all depends the master said
Which side are you on
CHORUS
Some men work for little things
And some men work for more
Some men work
so they brag
Point me to men I'm tryna shag (uhhh)
I got slutty rick tank tops
My huge cock is wanted by ops
Spent lotta money in sex shops
Without men
the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
It's like
balek balek balek
Oh j’ai dit je m’en balek
J’ai dit je m’en balek balek balek
I’m not enticed by fake folks
Now for God sake go
Get another girl you gon
Heights of great men reach and kept
Were not attained by sudden flight
Gee while their companions slept
Very ackwardtile in through the night
work ooo
E get the way the things
Day be sometimes
E be like say you nor
Know wetin you day do ooo
Me dey pray make I dey alright
Men never sleep all
a bum bum (oooh)
The vapors, I caught the vapors
Ma-Maybe we can work this thing out (oooh)
Ma-Maybe we can work this thing out (d-don't walk out)
I don't
world that will give men a chance to work,
That will give you the future and old age and security.
By the promise of these things, brutes have risen
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
come to play
I get joy proving bum niggas wrong
Hit the block with the work, gotdammit it's on
Hard work beats talent, when talent doesn't work hard
Hard
If you see me styling that's a lie (Aye)
Probably got picked out by design (Aye)
Probably from my girl yeah she want to see me thrive
She been rocking
She get man but she say she need better
Prettyboy me I make that thing wetter
She shake her bum bum then I lick it like a letter
Ouu man a fire like
will
Overcome rejection
Conditioned by images lusting for sex
Haunting men's thoughts of who
They'll bed next
Pathetic Humanity aus-Rotten
And Now Back
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
plate
Bill him what, half of that he have it late
His best friend by the yellow crates
Suicide, tears tryna hesitate
Only seventeen, damn, seventeen
bed back in the train station
Walked by by the monday men like pavement
And I look wasted
far, far away from the bums
Just know when it all fall, I'm one of them ones, oh, oh, oh
This ain't nothin' that you used to
Doin' it by the beach,
reaching Far Yh di heights by great men reach And kept cause Bounty killer done Tell you man a superstar
Di same gleaner you end up on di Roadside a sell you
hit-list
Depression decomposing in plastic too
By now
She was number two
How you ain't know you need a hit-list
Ah you need a hit-list
You some made men if
I have to pay my dues on time
Make my momma proud
Hood they hot bro watch ur side
Men on p no time to hate
I have to pay my dues on time
Cus
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