Lyrics:
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Reminiscing bout the days I was on lean
Ain't nothing fucking matter to me
Years went by they were passing
Go to work, save that money
How I'm
strapped cause you know I can't trust ya
Lights out, before I put ya in the dirt
It's ya dead homie Blaze, bitch I go to work
I go to work everyday
Baggin
To making some music
Got shot in my back
By some fella named cupid
I'm gon' do me
Till I get to the top
Put in the work
Then we work that's non-stop
Then we
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
back in
If he not from the team then you know I`m gone tax him
I done put in 3 much work
If you ever thinkin that you finna see me on a cona
The lil
me put you through a couple hypothetical's
Sure
In a club and a couple niggas threaten you
Uh, I wouldn't do shit
And I don't even get what that got
the one
all my homies tried 2 tell me that it couldn't be done but
you put up with me, u put up with me
i kno that i'm a lot of work
& i done done my share
point that it dont work
With tha flow work imma put it in a cold verse if i bottle up imma leave out in a cold hurse
How am i suppose to live on this
When I drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
them)
(Be light for them)
A city that is set on
A hill cannot be hidden
Nor do they light a lamp
And put it under a basket
But on a lampstand,
And it
can I put you on
Tell you that I love you people
Sing a salesman's song and put you on
And a second cousin works in the pits in Newcastle on Tyne
On the plough, where I put my hands on
On the cross, where He put his hands on
You know they mande kusa
So you know I won
So you know I'WON?
What's
health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find drama
Law's out
to smash
But it's all good I'm doing ight
Wish that you would I'm living life
Wish that you could
Wish you could see me now, I put in work
Got stabbed in
drop
9-5 on that dick, man the work never stops
The work never stops, it never stops
The work never stops, it never stops
The work never stops, it never
It's Like Thats Cuz Yeshuwa Made It
Yeah, yeah
Work In Progress, I'm making this
Take my time, keep my focus
In this moment
I'm visualizing what it
composure
Phone call, text, or let's just sit on the sofa
Let's be grown and work this shit out
(That's why you don't put your eggs in one basket)
Right,
Nobody knows
Put the work in
Then it shows
We move
Until the whistle blows
There’s no turning back
That’s a matter of fact
So make your moments last
the hoes that I used to know
When I didn't have my '64 and a lot of dough
I keep it like this and like that
And I
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his
where Santana's out, he probably in Brazil
Act up homie
They told us not to stay at Def Jam, we eatin' over there
You was right, put work on they block
deceived, by the deceptions indeed
Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds
Distorting your genes, aborting your dreams
As coarse as it seems
Aiyyo, Work
is going out to you studio gangstas
See I did dirt, put in work, and many niggas can vouch that
So since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about
is going out to you studio gangstas
See I did dirt, put in work, and many niggas can vouch that
So since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about
Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work
Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work Fresh dickie
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