Work
Hello
Please don't call me now I am working
Please don't call me now I am working
Please don't call me now I am working
Please don't call me now I am working
Awwww
Whores gon be whores please don't stress me
Whores gon be whores please don't stress me
Whores gon be whores please don't stress me
Whore please don't stress me
I will die rich so fuck poverty (for real)
If u ain't bout the money get away from me (real talk)
Y'all better stop calling ma phone
To tell u the fact I'm busy (facts)
Ma eyes tipsy can't even get a sleep
On the road to riches y'all get up from your Dreams, (real talk)
Fuck your new friendship man, I just want Cream and weed (Yh)
Make peace not war (no), make money Fuck hoes (hoes)
Keep a smile when you rich (huh)
Buh tell em u don't trust no one (never)
Make sure you take the meal, and
Still be thugging on the glock glock
Aiming on the come-up (Oh yeah)
Won't sleep till I'm fucking done
I put ma heart in so will never stop
Noooooo
Don't bother me am working
Bad bitch stop twerking
Low ends no talking
I put my heart in no stopping
It's all about the big cash now
We going to the furthest extent (gimme that)
Alotta mufuckers gon be around so u gotta watch ya back (facts)
Couple pussy niggas told on me so fuck em
Tho I don't wanna take em back (fuck em)
Keep that adverse thought to yourself bitch nigga
I'on really need that (Biiiiitch)
Cos the money calling ma line (line)
Don't waste on this hoes nigga (nigga)
Keep a distance from these dirty dogs
They don't love u
They just wanna murk u nigga (damn)
I prayed for Rovers now Royce trucks
When i'm on the scene (Phantom)
A 100 grand in the stashbox new money gotta invest now
Turn up
Flying private jets, make a toast
Let it burn 30k on ma wrist yeah
50grands on ma neck (classic)
Got married to ma new money
No checkers it's chess now (woo)
Now these old legends keep say I'm the best now Yea
Niggas was haters so I cutt em off
Bitchez is fakes so fuck em all (Fuck em)
Old foes turn to fans now dumbass I won it's all, huh!
Look at their faces them niggas in trouble
They said we won't be rich but praise God Hallelujah
Yeah God is Great huh
Please don't call me now I am working
Please don't call me now I am working
Please don't call me now I am working
Please don't call me now I am working
Awwww
Whores gon be whores please don't stress me
Whores gon be whores please don't stress me
Whores gon be whores please don't stress me
Whore please don't stress me
I will die rich so fuck poverty (for real)
If u ain't bout the money get away from me (real talk)
Y'all better stop calling ma phone
To tell u the fact I'm busy (facts)
Ma eyes tipsy can't even get a sleep
On the road to riches y'all get up from your Dreams, (real talk)
Fuck your new friendship man, I just want Cream and weed (Yh)
Make peace not war (no), make money Fuck hoes (hoes)
Keep a smile when you rich (huh)
Buh tell em u don't trust no one (never)
Make sure you take the meal, and
Still be thugging on the glock glock
Aiming on the come-up (Oh yeah)
Won't sleep till I'm fucking done
I put ma heart in so will never stop
Noooooo
Don't bother me am working
Bad bitch stop twerking
Low ends no talking
I put my heart in no stopping
It's all about the big cash now
We going to the furthest extent (gimme that)
Alotta mufuckers gon be around so u gotta watch ya back (facts)
Couple pussy niggas told on me so fuck em
Tho I don't wanna take em back (fuck em)
Keep that adverse thought to yourself bitch nigga
I'on really need that (Biiiiitch)
Cos the money calling ma line (line)
Don't waste on this hoes nigga (nigga)
Keep a distance from these dirty dogs
They don't love u
They just wanna murk u nigga (damn)
I prayed for Rovers now Royce trucks
When i'm on the scene (Phantom)
A 100 grand in the stashbox new money gotta invest now
Turn up
Flying private jets, make a toast
Let it burn 30k on ma wrist yeah
50grands on ma neck (classic)
Got married to ma new money
No checkers it's chess now (woo)
Now these old legends keep say I'm the best now Yea
Niggas was haters so I cutt em off
Bitchez is fakes so fuck em all (Fuck em)
Old foes turn to fans now dumbass I won it's all, huh!
Look at their faces them niggas in trouble
They said we won't be rich but praise God Hallelujah
Yeah God is Great huh
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Writer(s): Benjamin Dwumfour, Bernard Osei
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