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Work
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Work fue publicado el 24 de febrero de 2023 por Paper Route EMPIRE como parte del álbum Glockoma 2
Released24 de febrero de 2023
IdiomaEnglish
BPM134
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Letras

[Intro]
Band—
[Instrumental]
Let the band play
[PreChorus]
Wake up, no pancakes, just syrup
Ten toes down, yeah, stay on alert
I get it in like the first and the third
This shit I got on, it came out the dirt
All of this money, I feel like I'm cursed
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
His voice in my head keep on tellin' me "Work"
[Chorus]
Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Can't worry 'bout these bitches at all
Work, work, work my ass off
I ain't trustin' none of these **** at all
[PostChorus]
I ran that bag up, fuck ****, back off
Still tryna take all my opps head off
Still killin' this shit, my bad, y'all
Diamonds on me, bitin' Glock, you a bad dog
Yeah, I ran that bag up, fuck ****, back off
Still tryna take all my opps head off
Still killin' these ****, my bad, y'all
Diamonds on me, bitin' Glock, you a bad dog
[Verse 1]
Hellcat Durango, no Trackhawk
Hit the gas, you can hear when I smash out
Yeah, Glizock that ****, hands down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna blow this lil' bitch back out, yeah
I been in the cut, now I'm back out, yeah
I been in the cut, but I'm back now, uh
****, I still bring them racks out, yeah
****, I still got racks comin' in
****, I still bring them plaques out, yeah
Don't judge me, bitch, that's how I is
Nah, for real, hold on, excuse my French
I'm in uh, France right now
I'm— yeah
[PreChorus]
Wake up, no pancakes, just syrup
Ten toes down, yeah, stay on alert
I get it in like the first and the third
This shit I got on, it came out the dirt
All of this money, I feel like I'm cursed
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
I lost my dawg, every day this shit hurt
His voice in my head keep on tellin' me "Work"
[Chorus]
Yeah, I work, work, work my ass off
Can't worry 'bout these bitches at all
I work, work, work my ass off
I ain't trustin' none of these **** at all
I work, work, work my ass off
Can't worry 'bout these bitches at all
I work, work, work my ass off
I ain't trustin' none of these **** at all
[PostChorus]
I ran that bag up, fuck ****, back off
Still tryna take all my opps head off
Still killin' this shit, my bad, y'all
Diamonds on me, bitin' Glock, you a bad dog
[Outro]
Grr
Written by: Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
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