Workin'
Yeah
You know what I'm sayin'? Uh
Niggas gone hate regardless (On god)
Everybody like crabs in a bucket
If you know what I'm sayin'?
(They don't wanna' see you successful)
Gotta' be to work, Oh yeah oh yeah!
Gotta' be the best, Oh yeah oh yeah!
I'm tired of being depressed, no no
Niggas ain't show me no respect, oh no
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
Niggas been acting real shady
Cause I can feel it
Niggas know my life, but don't know how I'm living
Wanna' pray to god, but lately I ain't believing
Alone in this battle, that I'm fighting with my demons
Even, nigga I'm not breathing
They threw me in the deep end
How I'm talking shit they got me hype now
Fuck, I got a case now
Leave a nigga face down
(Ya'!)
Gotta' be to work, Oh yeah oh yeah!
Gotta' be the best, Oh yeah oh yeah!
I'm tired of being depressed, no no
Niggas ain't show me no respect, oh no
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
Middle finger up, fuck all of the haters (Fuck em)
I get tired of this waiting, and I'm losing my patience
I don't wanna' play no more, I don't got the time to date
Let my hands do all the work, I ain't taking masturbate
Money coming in, Now the feds trying to investigate
Told you I was hungry, Why you picking off of my plate?
Nigga hold your own weight
Told that nigga shake off, now he mad now
Your girl, at the spot giving head now
Honestly, no one can compete with me
Literally a beast in me
I'm not being cocky, I'ma show you why I'm the best though
Heard you sending shoots, Now it's over like a vest (Hm)
I got shooters to the left and to the right of me (Yeah)
I'll knock a nigga head off (Yeah)
And I'll paint shorty face like a dry wall
Gotta' be to work, Oh yeah oh yeah!
Gotta' be the best, Oh yeah oh yeah!
I'm tired of being depressed, no no
Niggas ain't show me no respect, oh no
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
You know what I'm sayin'? Uh
Niggas gone hate regardless (On god)
Everybody like crabs in a bucket
If you know what I'm sayin'?
(They don't wanna' see you successful)
Gotta' be to work, Oh yeah oh yeah!
Gotta' be the best, Oh yeah oh yeah!
I'm tired of being depressed, no no
Niggas ain't show me no respect, oh no
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
Niggas been acting real shady
Cause I can feel it
Niggas know my life, but don't know how I'm living
Wanna' pray to god, but lately I ain't believing
Alone in this battle, that I'm fighting with my demons
Even, nigga I'm not breathing
They threw me in the deep end
How I'm talking shit they got me hype now
Fuck, I got a case now
Leave a nigga face down
(Ya'!)
Gotta' be to work, Oh yeah oh yeah!
Gotta' be the best, Oh yeah oh yeah!
I'm tired of being depressed, no no
Niggas ain't show me no respect, oh no
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
Middle finger up, fuck all of the haters (Fuck em)
I get tired of this waiting, and I'm losing my patience
I don't wanna' play no more, I don't got the time to date
Let my hands do all the work, I ain't taking masturbate
Money coming in, Now the feds trying to investigate
Told you I was hungry, Why you picking off of my plate?
Nigga hold your own weight
Told that nigga shake off, now he mad now
Your girl, at the spot giving head now
Honestly, no one can compete with me
Literally a beast in me
I'm not being cocky, I'ma show you why I'm the best though
Heard you sending shoots, Now it's over like a vest (Hm)
I got shooters to the left and to the right of me (Yeah)
I'll knock a nigga head off (Yeah)
And I'll paint shorty face like a dry wall
Gotta' be to work, Oh yeah oh yeah!
Gotta' be the best, Oh yeah oh yeah!
I'm tired of being depressed, no no
Niggas ain't show me no respect, oh no
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
I'ma take the shot to the chest, like a bullet proof vest
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
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Writer(s): Jaylin Jackson
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