Lyrics:
Going to my new home
In my brand new Ford
It's What I've been waiting for
(Then I woke up and realized that s exactly what I want)
So I worked up
of being told what to wear on my feet
And I don't have the time to get all worked up about the year on the street
And it's not my fault, I can find my
heart so cold
All the times you left me alone
We dont even talk no more
Baby whats the problem
We so worked up
Why we cant stop arguing
If im in my phone
Chewed up and spat out too many times to let you leave tonight
Worked up and it worked out but you can't just let trouble leave your side
Stay
I
Chewed up and spat out too many times to let you leave tonight
Worked up and it worked out but you can't just let trouble leave your side
Stay
I only
and I ain't perfect
I've tried these 9-5s but it ain't working
I've worked up in the bank and I've worked down in the fields
I can really tell you what's
through come through
Before I bust in the bank worked up guns loose or am I
Breaking in a prison trynna get my love loose, ask my lawyer it's justified
He
them off
I'm not in the mood bitch I'm really pissed off
You got me all worked up
Now I need my double cup
Put her in the rolls truck cause glizzy's got
your ass off
Guess, now it’s time for me, so shut up and fuck off!
Been there begging for years tho’ I always had something to boast
Worked double tides,
screamin yeah,
My mind is fucked up.
It's not the way that I'm cool,
It's the way I get worked up.
I open mouth and the stars align,
The bitches just perked
"Awnaw", hell naw, boy - here come another anthem
Done worked up a head of steam and ain't lookin to slow down none
Say it til ya, til ya tell it the way
time
Now Giddy up
I've worked for this prize
Now giddy up
We going real high
Now giddy up
We put a real fight
Now giddy up
Yeah it's bout time
Now giddy
Everything we do we do for fun and that’s a fact
Can you back up on my shit
Hold me back iam bout to spaz
Don’t get worked up on my shit
Pull my weight I get
I worked hard up on this EP
Wish a nigga would skip a song
Nigga this EP ain't just for me
Nigga I'm tryna put all my niggas on
Nigga I'm doing this
she isn't looking for fun
Yeah
Ey
First things first no mercenary shit
I take my cash and then I turn the beat to my bitch
I've got my music worked up
you could know.
I wanted to tell you, that my heart's in your hands.
I prayed for the day that I would get the chance,
'N just when I worked up
a little sloppy
I'm driftin and no I ain't talkin about driving
When I get worked up all the homies behind me
When I get back home
Imma sit on my ass
did too
Til they all got so worked up, they figured
there was something they just had to do:
Divide his things up among each other
After they killed
gave in and I never gave up
I worked hard made my own luck
I never gave in, and I never gave up
Took everything life threw at me
Spent a lot of time down
a beautiful room right next to a bar
We had a couple of dogs and a beater car
We had all that we needed but we wanted a lot
We worked up a plan, thought we'd
He always gets so mad things you laugh at
"Don't get so worked up," you'd say
But on the back deck
You admitted that you haven't felt much like
the game on lock
Ok we turnt up turnt up
Going high and we first up
Watching y’all get served up
They getting mad and he worked up
They nervous cuz the squad
it
Won't silence my voice cause I'm raising the cadence I know they gon' hate it
They gettin' worked up just from being a hater, I'm schoolin' these
up
And the slick talk, got her worked up
Lil slick talk, got her pants down
Like Sexy Red, go to pound town
And fuck Rob, he a damn clown
Gon' slap
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