Lyrics:
Drink by day and piss at night
Reach for the sky
Reach for the sky
And soil myself
Fruit burning like onions
Taint it all
Destroy it
Just like before
at 6:30 to
Be back home by 9.
cll of this seems so messed up and
She feels oh so tired.
She works hard through backwards days
cnd all her backwards nights
upset
Time has come get your feet off the floor
cre you fucking ready for more?
We ain't goin down without a fight
Well work all through the night
hustle everyday
Thts nigga shit yeah dnt u look
Down cz our hustlers work
Is never thru yeah yeah dnt u look down so
Tel me Y cnt u be more clear bby cz I
to the money
Should've seen their faces
Money all around
Do this shit all night
I'll never tell a soul
How it came back twice
Penny Montana had the work on sight
He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants
Three car garage, her own credit cards
He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss good night
If he
standing
[Chorus]
At night or in broad day, drive by or sitting in the bushes all day
However you hunt (go get 'em!)
The K the are, the Pump,
you my mind?
Can I get you a Sprite?
Can we talk it out,
Just talk it out all night?
Yuh
You been afflicted by the mean lady
(Woah)
You and me, yeah,
obtains the stain, will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no
through the night yeah
Work smart work smart
All mi life man work hard yeah
What we do yeah, Work smart yeah
All mi life man
Poor us man died yeah
Died
On the sleeve of my peasant shirt
Oh yeah
Ah, but when that clock strikes midnight
And I'm all by myself
I work that combination
On my secret hideaway shelf
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only
of mice start a fight
Land of sweets
Man this stuff's trippy.
By the way this story makes no sense
Still don't know
What it means
After all these
See the sky lit up with all my dreams
Wish upon a star and make true things
Hard work pays off, give me the change please
Cash out, Ben Frank thanks
This world is just my spinning top
It's all like childs-play
You know, I dream that it will never stop
But I know it's not that way
Still my work
to me
A dad always mad
A mom always sad
All on your own
No help from anyone
Stay by my side
At least till the end of the night
I was there when noone
dream of the open prairie
By night I work breaking stones
But if I'm here, or living freely
I know I'm in this world alone
And I sing, hey, hey, hey,
It's been a hell of a week
Between the work all the sweat and grind
I been plannin all day can't wait have ya by my side
But I don't wanna do dinner
up
Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out I'm doin kush-ups
Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that pussy, throw a foot up
In the air, one time for
You're the only bank that's open all night, La Dolce Vita
Now that's clear, can you give me a light, La Dolce Vita
Now that that's clear, when do
always bounce back
I'm not rich I'm not even scraping by
But I just put some gas in my busted ass ride
I sleep all day and I'm awake all night
No matter
Now I'm standin' in the room like elephant
Leading by example but you can call me Elliot
Covid got me rhyming for the hell of it
Hip, house, rap, rave,
thought by now that you have learned your lesson
I'm stressin points and slammin all joints you call the real shit
Correct shit, you know the busta way
a chance
With life
This is life we all scream
While we pray for dollars and we work for change
Its all the same, we all struggle
Sometimes you gotta say
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