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Nothing there we grew apart
You were my favorite work of art
I gotta go gotta restart
Don't tell me that you love me
When you really don't
Don't tell me

eyes
Falling deep into your eyes
Oh love I’m
I’m kinda bad with all my words
I try to do things romantic
But it never works
I tell you my funny secrets

to the topic.
Never the same
I’m changing the product
Study the game
I feel like i gotta
Better my name
Be someone i’m proud of
Live better days
And work towards

the road and Chase a bag
It’s time to hustle
You don’t grind then you don’t eat
I got the blues
Aye man I feel like BB King
This came from work work work

This is hard work, a lot of patience and dedication
VIP the whip parking spots on reservation
Collecting all my chips working on innovation
Moving

work
Been busting my ass, not time to slope
Down with demons don’t know what they worth
Chop up the flow, hit it let’s go
I’ve been barely coherent
Fuck

And I'm all hers If she want it she get it she come first man
She got that
Black shirt with that black skirt
On that brown skin yeah that works
I got full

in the day me nuh see me first meal
Them yah hard time mek you feel like steel
Success prefer when the hard work real
So me nah pretend then, yeah
Look

I don't care what you want now
I just want to be up now
Once I'm up I can't come down
I will work for that crown
Once I make it I won't frown
Helping

off everything
How can I trust
That this will work?
If it makes you happy
Why does it hurt?
Why does it hurt?
Why does it hurt?
I've been crying myself

Over worked
But I don't work enough
Certain things that I just can't discuss
I keep my word
Dont play me like you think I'm dumb 
I'm pulling up 
Gon

I'm in the streets it's getting old 
New places I'm finna go i hit the plug For the work and he like bro let's go 
I hit a lash and now I'm on 
Old

like with new people I'm a quiet guy
But still I get up and write
And I get up and fight
I only got one chance to make them thing work I got one life

I’m trying to get down with you
Promise I’ve got it in my plans to work this shit out with you
Oh no, this is your last chance
Do you wanna be my man

But I had to go and get it
Even if I'm on my own
Work my fingers to the bone
Until I cash the golden ticket
I'm writing songs right by the phone turning

My Great-Great-Grandaddy Callahan
Well, they say he was a street-fightin' man
Tougher'n nails, Irish as Hell, he made his money in the work camps
My

Turnt!
At the party
I never go to parties I stay home
And always get ready for work
I'm in this type of fusion with music potara in all in my pocket

distractions surrounding me 
You would never catch me out my zone unless I went to sleep 
Put in work expand my brand, from coast to coast I been the man
Killed

stay tucked away
I write my songs when they turn into hits? 
Damn
They like me best when I'm talking my shit 
Man, I just work harder, they tell me

of the Hennessy, yeahea
You tryna catch a wave what you tellin' me, yeahea
Fuck the fake love and the jealousy, yeahea
Gotta tell em' ease up
I put the work in got

a years to go then it’s curtains
Cause I can’t waste my time I swear I been
Hurtin' it the life I choose but I’m
Hurtin' hurtin'
I can’t work a job and I’m

Boom Boom retumba el barrio
La calle raja
Estave hace que tiemblen twerk twerk
Los booties en bikinis
Mucho trabajo work work work
Pre-Madonna or Rihanna

don't get hurt
I don't like expressing feelings, Now they saying that's the best work
Shorty legs on the ceiling, She let me eat until my neck hurt
I been

Yea yea
It's all or nothing with me gotta play your part
Yea you worth it and I knew that from the start
Girl you curvy perfect body you a work