Work With It

(Ain't no signal over here what, ain't no signal over here bitch)
I came from nothing I had to work with it
I ain't have a whole lot I had to work with it
I invest everything come from the dirt with it
To be honest I don't even know what I'm worth na
An d I get high to balance my lows,
Got problems I ain't have before and
And I'm on fire I let 'em know
If you tryna find me, I'm getting money prolly
Shooters behind me, them my brothers they proud of me (Yeah)

I'm from the mud, I came in this shit with nothing
It's all profit to me
We can't get no regular jobs ain't got no college degrees
Shared clothes with my cousin now my jeans a thousand a piece
Why get a job when I just made five thousand this week
That's how I thought when I was young, I was wild in the streets
Drought came made the coke prices high as can be
Now I'm rich 100 thousand ain't a problem to me
Fuck you saying I just made 100 thousand this week
Nowadays five thousand on a outfit is cheap
Nowadays we chill on Collins, toes out on the beach
Used to serve junkies watch 'em fall out in the street
Now we fly to different countries balling out every week

I came from nothing I had to work with it
I ain't have a whole lot I had to work with it
I invest everything come from the dirt with it
To be honest I don't even know what I'm worth na
And I get high to balance my lows,
Got problems I ain't have before and
And I'm on fire I let 'em know
If you tryna find me, I'm getting money prolly
Shooters behind me, them my brothers they proud of me (Yeah)

My struggle helped me see shit that I ain't see in myself
I used to think I needed people, I just needed myself
You can be up then be down
You know what street ns go through,
Na be almost rich and be almost broke too
I got a passion for hustling, Ion play with that paper, even
When I had nothing I wasn't okay with no paper
I bust it down with the team now I bust down watches
Graduated from rubber bands and went to bust down college
I got a chip on my shoulder they gone gimme what's mine
I'm a fucking sore loser but when I'm winning I'm fine
If it's on me Ion care what the odds is I'mma bet it
You know underdogs turn into legends

I came from nothing I had to work with it
I ain't have a whole lot I had to work with it
I invest everything come from the dirt with it
To be honest I don't even know what I'm worth na
And I get high to balance my lows,
Got problems I ain't have before and
I'm on fire I let 'em know
If you tryna find me, I'm getting money prolly
Shooters behind me, them my brothers they proud of me (Yeah)

(Ain't no signal over here what, ain't no signal over here bitch)



Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Tate, Ian Johnson, Phillip Peaks
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