Putting in Work
From the west side
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
Yea
It's kinda ironic
I get my money from the dirt
Cause I started there
Man I'm eating off trees like koala bears
So me weed
You would think it's a harbor here
All these pounds
You would think I was over weight
Shit I got a load bout to go today
All my niggas eating
They some fucking demons
Make you sell ya soul
Just to show you ain't
Man I'm putting in work no days off
Got the Henny in my cup
No chaser
You can't argue with the money
Go make some
Can't make none
Then you go take some nigga
Missing that work
No way y'all
I keep building that shit
Like fornite
I ain't slept in four night
Since last year
In my former life
Ha ha
Damn
Still got the same number
Many hoods
Got the same thumper
Giving bullets
I remain humble
Ain't no need to pull it
But it's preaching to me like
Go out today
Get in his face
Show em the way
Round here we don't play
Round 100 crazy
Stay in your lane
From the west side
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
I'm putting work (Work)
Look, I come from the streets
I'm the man now
Got a plan now
No time to be sleep (Naw)
Look
I arrise from the south side
I arise on a new high
Ed brook was the block
The set was the spot
Yeaaa
We keep it discreet
Shhhhh
When the see me on the deck
They know me as Creep
I'm coming with heat
(That's him)
I'm keeping it real
I'm from down the hill
With Marlo & Fee
Look at us now
The money just pile
Imma sit back
And chill for a while
Imma work the deck
Til it's nothing left on the spot
From sun up til sun down
Gone
Look at us church
We fast and quick
Fast legit
We ain't asking shit
Naw
They gave us the ball on the court
To where we ain't passing it
We crashing it
Eeeee
See it's our time to win joe
As long as the wind blow
We putting in work
20s and 10s and 50s
And hundos
From the west side
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
I got that work
I make it twerk
From the 15th
To the following first
I will not stop
I got a thirst
I'm Diving back in
As soon as I burp
Some call it greed
I call it blessed
The family needs
Every cent
Smoking my weed
I gotta vent
After I sin
Imma repent
You grew up good
I'm from a trench
What's understood
Why even mention
You think it's too hot
Better exit the kitchen
Cause we cooking up
Out here
Boiling and Whipping
Controling the game
Like we Jordan and Pippen
We Creeping for come ups
Like Krazy and Bizzie
That package is ready
It's time to get busy
So if not rolling
You damn sure against me
Work
25/8
I keep my face
On my plate
Hunger for great
Main entree's
Ion like sides
They coattail ride
And get to acting like
They thewhole reason you survived
Words to the wise
Money over pride
Real niggas Locked up
Or a hoe
Made sure that he died
And it's a lot of y'all broke
Cause you can't place feelings to the side
Right
From the west side
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
Yea
It's kinda ironic
I get my money from the dirt
Cause I started there
Man I'm eating off trees like koala bears
So me weed
You would think it's a harbor here
All these pounds
You would think I was over weight
Shit I got a load bout to go today
All my niggas eating
They some fucking demons
Make you sell ya soul
Just to show you ain't
Man I'm putting in work no days off
Got the Henny in my cup
No chaser
You can't argue with the money
Go make some
Can't make none
Then you go take some nigga
Missing that work
No way y'all
I keep building that shit
Like fornite
I ain't slept in four night
Since last year
In my former life
Ha ha
Damn
Still got the same number
Many hoods
Got the same thumper
Giving bullets
I remain humble
Ain't no need to pull it
But it's preaching to me like
Go out today
Get in his face
Show em the way
Round here we don't play
Round 100 crazy
Stay in your lane
From the west side
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
I'm putting work (Work)
Look, I come from the streets
I'm the man now
Got a plan now
No time to be sleep (Naw)
Look
I arrise from the south side
I arise on a new high
Ed brook was the block
The set was the spot
Yeaaa
We keep it discreet
Shhhhh
When the see me on the deck
They know me as Creep
I'm coming with heat
(That's him)
I'm keeping it real
I'm from down the hill
With Marlo & Fee
Look at us now
The money just pile
Imma sit back
And chill for a while
Imma work the deck
Til it's nothing left on the spot
From sun up til sun down
Gone
Look at us church
We fast and quick
Fast legit
We ain't asking shit
Naw
They gave us the ball on the court
To where we ain't passing it
We crashing it
Eeeee
See it's our time to win joe
As long as the wind blow
We putting in work
20s and 10s and 50s
And hundos
From the west side
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
I got that work
I make it twerk
From the 15th
To the following first
I will not stop
I got a thirst
I'm Diving back in
As soon as I burp
Some call it greed
I call it blessed
The family needs
Every cent
Smoking my weed
I gotta vent
After I sin
Imma repent
You grew up good
I'm from a trench
What's understood
Why even mention
You think it's too hot
Better exit the kitchen
Cause we cooking up
Out here
Boiling and Whipping
Controling the game
Like we Jordan and Pippen
We Creeping for come ups
Like Krazy and Bizzie
That package is ready
It's time to get busy
So if not rolling
You damn sure against me
Work
25/8
I keep my face
On my plate
Hunger for great
Main entree's
Ion like sides
They coattail ride
And get to acting like
They thewhole reason you survived
Words to the wise
Money over pride
Real niggas Locked up
Or a hoe
Made sure that he died
And it's a lot of y'all broke
Cause you can't place feelings to the side
Right
From the west side
To the hunnits
Bitch we got it wrapped
Like a mummy
Put ya hands up
Nigga run it
Keep the fame
We came for the money
Born to go get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
Credits
Writer(s): Dion Smith
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