Lyrics:
They don't work, they don't work
I'm gonna do it all by myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself
Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't
til I'm getting throughzee all this
I'm taking it day by day by day by day by day
I'm taking it day by day by day by day by day
I'm taking it day by
deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle
in
Gotta work hard
Put the working
Gotta work hard
Put the work in
Work Hard
Put the work in
Hard work beats talent all day
When talent doesn't work
know
I could end all of this
I'm hoping Lisbon, Portugal
Will not be where this finishes
This labyrinth I walked right in
To try and find my baby
But
La la
Laa laa laa laa laa laa
Osalobua uwese ohhh
This na why I'm a better man
Better man
This na why I'm a better man
Better man
Work hard
This na
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
Me and my dawgs we were down had to work so hard
All these haters hitting us just like side by side
We were down but know how we keep going up
We
(Every day)
For the pay (For the pay)
The sun's up man we got to pray (Hallelujah)
Do it for the fam; Do it for the culture
Cremating all my bars aint
the cake 'cause I got a day job
Imma let my lemonade talk
When I'm sittin' at my desk man I really hate y'all
Fuel for my other day job
Work work work
Okay
say, oh man, you
Can cry about the other 364, man, but you're gonna lose that one day, man,
And that's all you've got. you gotta call that, man
but I don't make sense
Cause one day it's put the knives down
Or put the peace signs up
The next day I'm at your home instead
All for my pride
, Work)
Day in day out
Bust your back and turn it out
Next morning and do it all again
Hard job or two
So your children won't have to
That's just the way
the night man I can't help but to think about you
I gotta face the truth man I miss the smell of channel perfume
Another day that went on by coming back alone
Ahahahahaha
Uh
Ahahahahahaha
It's the captain, skipper
To all the women that I hurt in the past, I didn't mean it (sorry)
Now that we clear,
what I do
21 years I'm here with my dues, n****
Work, watch me work, n****
Hustle day and night
I got everything you like
N**** let me put that
I'm putting work
No days off thank God hard work pay off
No days off hank God hard work pay off
Every time I wake up stack my cake up man never take
Something about wine and Portugal.
Wild man blocking the way of a businessman Doing a
spasmodic dance and screams Take a dump in my head Take a dump
in my
cry about the other three and sixty four, man I said whoa, whoa, whoa
But you gonna lose that one day, man
That's all you got, you got to call it
all in a day’s work isn’t it?
Man it’s too easy to get lost in the sauce
It’s two Jesus
The cost of a mad god verse
Have patience man
Slack off
can do it, I done it already, bro
Back in the days, I didn't have any dough
I was not Wiley, I didn't have any flow, now
Now, now all of my dons get
Staring at the straw man you wrong man
This here is a straw man on god man
Burning down the straw man with arson
You will be so wrong man by burning
as
Fresh as the first day that
I acquired the guitar and a voice
Seemed to say to me
"You are an old man and you
Have not said thank you
You have not brought
mostly a waste
My dear, it's all gone to hell
Through Portugal's arms
I repeatedly fell
Somehow I'm much older now
Than I ever thought I'd be
Could be time
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