Workin' on It

Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! I'm workin' on it! I'm workin' on it! Yeah, I said I'm workin' on it! I said I'm workin' on it! Yeah Everybody thinking that they know the deal But they don't know what I do for real I've been grinding on the low Cause I put the work in the field I've been grinding every day I've been working every night I take the stairs 2 at a time (Why?) To get to new levels of heights I be flying, I would die And never regret what I did in my life I be trying, never lying And never forget when I had to decide That this shit was what is for me Motherfucker, I'm immortal See if I can maintain this level of pace I need to in order to keep moving forward I am the warden, I am just so bored So dock it, I come with a boatload Looking up, man I score more Look at the clock but man, take a look at the scoreboard It's leaning a little bit toward me I wish I could tour, see? I pulled on your whore, b My bad, I guess I'm just more, B Like Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! I'm workin' on it! I'm workin' on it! Yeah, I said I'm workin' on it! I said I'm workin' on it! I'm working on it Girls twerking on me At another show But that's working for me That's worth it, homie I'm personal with The murder flow When I'm from the Show-Me They won't KO me But would love to know me If her name Naomi She would love to blow me So you don't provoke me I'm thought-provoking And if you looking for me I'm probably smoking It's 3 AM and I'm writing shit Motivation pouring out this bitch Like a whole new meaning to life itself Wondering if imma blow up quick I got new vibes, on trippy shit And you guys should really miss me with Everything that you be about If it ain't involve no experience That bullshit, I ain't about it Looking for a fuck but I still ain't found it Fuck fakes and you stay around em Wonder why I ain't been hanging out with you? It might be time for me to cut you off Finally, so you can run along Different threads, I'm on another cloth These dipping heads be so fucking soft And it piss me off So I'm acting different Always here So I'm half as distant Working toward it though Working toward the goal See, I been on it Just to half the distance I don't have forgiveness, I'm snapping with it You annoy me like my back was itching I'm uptight while you casually slipping Your mouth like wings on a flapping pigeon Do the math division Cause you actually tripping I'm not mad, I'm livid I'm a hard ass soul People acting Like they're back and with it But I know that They really are assholes Now it's clear they don't Know the whole extent Then they hear I'm dope And go 'holy shit!' So they hit me up Going 'Yo, what's next?' I told em all wait I don't know just yet Like Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! I'm workin' on it! I'm workin' on it! Yeah, I said I'm workin' on it! I said I'm workin' on it! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up! Wake up, wake up!