Thats Right
The kid on the beat
If you ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' eat
You don't go and grind and you slow on sleep, that's right
Motherfucker, that's right (motherfucker, that's right)
I stayed up all night trying to get it right
Running all night, trying to see the sunlight, that's right (yeah)
Motherfucker, that's right (yeah)
Lord have mercy, thank God my momma raising me
My daddy came around once a year, he always pushed the P
All I know is proper preparation, hoe who pushing me
Only thing I know is get money nigga and keep it G and keep it strict
FN nigga is what I keep with me
Nigga talking war but I keep a Draco up under me
I po'd a four, nigga bout to go ahead and pull some more
It's Lil' Squo
Fresh than a bitch soon as I hit the dope
Watch it hoe
Gucci and Louis V me down to the floor
Clam the door, I'm in the slam nigga, I'm riding four
Jamming screw, diamonds against the wood nigga, what it do
I'm in the lake, rolling the pack
Nigga, I'm coming through
If you ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' eat
You don't go and grind and you slow on sleep, that's right
Motherfucker, that's right (motherfucker, that's right)
I stayed up all night trying to get it right
Running all night, trying to see the sunlight, that's right (yeah)
Motherfucker, that's right (dope)
I got this candy paint flip-flop
Panamera rooftop
Sliding through the city looking up at the rooftop
Still riding clean in this bitch and I ain't from H-Time
But I'm up in the city
Yeah, nigga, where it's going down
Draped up and dripped out
I'm bumping on my Pimp C, my UGK forever, nigga
Can't forget about Bun B
Chunking up the deuce, got me feeling like I'm done
Keep on living out my ghetto dreams, trying to roll another sweat
Fifth wheel waving while I'm riding in the Cadillac
Foes poking out
Yeah, I'm sitting on giraffe necks
Two miles an hour so everybody know it's me
And if you ain't from H-Time, you can't see this poetry
If you ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' eat
You don't go and grind and you slow on sleep, that's right
Motherfucker, that's right (motherfucker, that's right)
I stayed up all night trying to get it right
Running all night, trying to see the sunlight, that's right (yeah)
Motherfucker, that's right
That's right
If you ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' eat
You don't go and grind and you slow on sleep, that's right
Motherfucker, that's right (motherfucker, that's right)
I stayed up all night trying to get it right
Running all night, trying to see the sunlight, that's right (yeah)
Motherfucker, that's right (yeah)
Lord have mercy, thank God my momma raising me
My daddy came around once a year, he always pushed the P
All I know is proper preparation, hoe who pushing me
Only thing I know is get money nigga and keep it G and keep it strict
FN nigga is what I keep with me
Nigga talking war but I keep a Draco up under me
I po'd a four, nigga bout to go ahead and pull some more
It's Lil' Squo
Fresh than a bitch soon as I hit the dope
Watch it hoe
Gucci and Louis V me down to the floor
Clam the door, I'm in the slam nigga, I'm riding four
Jamming screw, diamonds against the wood nigga, what it do
I'm in the lake, rolling the pack
Nigga, I'm coming through
If you ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' eat
You don't go and grind and you slow on sleep, that's right
Motherfucker, that's right (motherfucker, that's right)
I stayed up all night trying to get it right
Running all night, trying to see the sunlight, that's right (yeah)
Motherfucker, that's right (dope)
I got this candy paint flip-flop
Panamera rooftop
Sliding through the city looking up at the rooftop
Still riding clean in this bitch and I ain't from H-Time
But I'm up in the city
Yeah, nigga, where it's going down
Draped up and dripped out
I'm bumping on my Pimp C, my UGK forever, nigga
Can't forget about Bun B
Chunking up the deuce, got me feeling like I'm done
Keep on living out my ghetto dreams, trying to roll another sweat
Fifth wheel waving while I'm riding in the Cadillac
Foes poking out
Yeah, I'm sitting on giraffe necks
Two miles an hour so everybody know it's me
And if you ain't from H-Time, you can't see this poetry
If you ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' eat
You don't go and grind and you slow on sleep, that's right
Motherfucker, that's right (motherfucker, that's right)
I stayed up all night trying to get it right
Running all night, trying to see the sunlight, that's right (yeah)
Motherfucker, that's right
That's right
Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Eric Jr Johnson, Corey Garibay
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