The Working Man

I'm hispanic Motherfucker So you know I got a job
Put me on the floor two weeks i'll be the boss
I wanna own my own business call all the shots
So I'm working real hard while I plan out my plots
Connect all the dots gather up my thoughts
Map my road to riches Synchronize my watch
In the meantime Yo I'm working on the clock
Workin on commision and hustling on the block
Providing for my family trying to help my moms
Two side hustles three to four jobs
Doing what I gotta do overcoming obstacles
Paying all the bills Doing the impossible

Lord knows I'm a do what I can I'm a working man
Certain things you won't understand
I'ma be who I am
All week I'ma working Man Ohh ohh
No sleep I'm a working man Oh Ohh
All week I'm a working man
No sleep I'm a working man

If I don't work Then we don't eat
So I'm doing what I gotta do seven days a week
If I don't work Then we don't eat
So I'm doing what I gotta do Stayin on my feet
If I don't work Then we don't eat
So I'm doing what I gotta do I don't sleep
If I don't work Then we don't eat
So I'm doing what I gotta do seven days a week

They say money and Drugs Makes the world go round
So I'll sell you what you want by the ounce or the pound
If its money to be made I'll be around
I'll make you a deal best prices in town
It's going down just like the competition
Hank and Czaleo nigga mobbing on a mission
Makin' it happen not at home just wishing
Haters take shots but them niggas stay mission
If i was a fisherman all day i'd be fishing
But since I'm a worker all day I stay working
Tryin to figure out A new tranza and work it
I got two jobs and about three hustles
I work my brain muscle Satisfy my customers
Hit me on the cell One Eight Hundred Hustla
A bad motherfucka That always on the come up
Addin commas to my name nigga trying to blow up
AND So What

Lord Knows I'm a do what I can I'm a working man
Certain things you won't understand
I'ma be who I am
All week I'ma working Man Ohh ohh
No sleep i'm a working man Oh Ohh
All week I'm a working man
No sleep i'm a working man

If my girls fucked up and my kids don't eat
At the end of the day Homie That's on me
If your girls fucked up and your kids don't eat
At the end of the day homie That's on you
That's on You That's on you
You gotta get yo ass up and do what you gotta do
Ain't no excuses you gotta pay the bills
You may not like it but I'm only being real

Quien como yo en esto Nadie
Quien mete como yo le meto
Siempre detras de la lana
No se me acaban las ganas
Para el peso y para la pobreza no regreso
Que tu sabes deso que sabes
En el espejo de lo que yo tengo
No me quejo confio el proceso



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Guardon
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