Lyrics:
by my lonely
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know it's my homie
I wanna be by my lonely
I take these Perc' by my lonely
I put in work by
And sold robotics
If you fell in my fire, you probably roast on it
Heat up the stove and put hope on it
Cah they don't care 'bout our lives, I put my soul
run from a soul
As soon as they see the poles, its over, cause them niggas know ima blow
And all of my niggas on go
Fast money never put it on hold
go on then, go on then
This is how we're doing it
Right about now yeah wunsen
Yo I'm like no other
Try come clash me, please don't bother
Put Skepta
Gloves on, gloves off
Don't blink, did he win? He must have
Fly on around the world, but it used to be a bus stop
Came in the booth, 'cause I had
just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy
The peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off
Like you think you can
By
don't know now you know
My flow you pick like an afro
Wet like Soul Glo
Uh, you don't stop
Big Poppa, throwing niggas off of cliffs
Smoking spliffs
kushin' and every day comes nothin
But stockin with sushi
It's cool you flip birds
Don't bring that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard
you crossin me you dead wrong
And you know 'cause you feel it in yo heart nigga
And you don't sleep 'cause yo soul might fall apart nigga
If you
on let me put y'all on
Getting money is a practice much respect due
But don't let it curve G bodies time dedicated to getting knowledge of you
Put
ever forget it
Got some dirt on your shoulder, then let me brush it off for ya
If you're feeling me, put your five high
That's my girl
That's my
a millionaire
Be a millionaire be a be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire (Take it off, I'll take it off)
Have a baby by me baby, be
in (Truckload)
Or your wig get pushed back (Baow-baow)
And I know you don't really want that (No)
So you better tell me where you put it at (Where
Put The Work In
Put the work in
Aye
Put the work in
Put the work in
Told the baby girl she gotta do it with a purpose
Madonna by the mirror
off
Goin' harder than I've ever been, I put that on everything
I'm goin' off (for the glory)
I'm goin' off (of The King)
I'm goin' off (It ain't for
I got the midas touch in my eyes a gorgon stare
Stuff the pussy full of white like a build a bear
I don't mean to be vulgar but it's in my culture, by
It just us
You been keepin me high
Keep that shit on the low
And They don’t gotta know a thang
Just keep feedin’ me vibes
Put That shit on my soul
the beginning and end, above all things yet calls us friend
He's the ultimate, divine paradox
Outside of every box, every denomination
Every theology we've put
By myself I'm steady mobbin (Mob, mob, mob!)
Loose off the proof
Don't get me started
Even Killers and drug dealers
Came to church and still saw him
from off your face
'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out
So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as she's walking on by
My soul slides
nigga from the south
Especially if I fuck around and put golds in my mouth
These words I speak are simple but they don't understand
Practice what you
warrior, Elite Astoria
I'll take on 104 of ya
Highest paid rappers if they put up the plucks
And I'll prove that they're all ducks
Cause I don't care nothin
I show the gang and we highfivin' (gang)
(Offset, uh)
She give me face in the Wraith (face)
This semi, it shoot by the trey (grraow)
happen
Okay, nothing's gonna change unless you make it happen
Okay, everyone say that they really want it but don't put in work
I devote my energy, watch
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