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Do Work
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Do Work fue lanzado el 17 de julio de 2026 por Rehab como parte del álbum 30 Day Tour
17 de julio de 2026
Sello discográficoRehab
IdiomaEnglish
BPM83
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

The boy came to do work.
Lies and longevity, never been a recipe.
If you\'re coming clean, say it, you don\'t wanna mess with me.
I wouldn\'t either if I heard the way I spit fire.
Wild with the prowess, how dis guy slip by?
Raw nerve, flippa phrase like a Porsche in a curve.
Give a damn ‘bout a lane.
Boy came to do work. Boy came to do work; boy came to do work. Boy came to do work; boy came to do work.
Big time, not me. Why be cocky?
Lucky mofo, road been rocky.
My fault, mostly Rambo, top speed, blessed I still breathe!
No doubt, indeed!
Get by, not by my looks only, ha ha, wink wink.
Yeah, you know me, that spit, that drench, brain’s drippin’ wet.
Careful, don\'t slip in your own sweat.
Jealous happens but they still don’t get my no forfeit law,
Stays in effect, making a check has taken a sec.
Flex for the necks, boppin’ they heads, give ‘em full respect.
Yeah, that\'s what I said.
Lies and longevity, never been a recipe.
If you\'re coming clean, say it, you don\'t wanna mess with me.
I wouldn\'t either if I heard the way I spit fire.
Wild with the prowess, how dis guy slip by?
Raw nerve, flippa phrase like a Porsche in a curve.
Give a damn ‘bout a lane.
Boy came to do work. Boy came to do work; boy came to do work. Boy came to do work; boy came to do work.
I came to do the work. You know I go berserk.
Don\'t ask me for my name; you know it\'s on a shirt.
You know I\'m staying focused, but they still tryna flirt.
We gon\' rock out a show; we gotta kill ‘em with the merch!
I got a hustle being broke, you know it hurt.
They be telling me lies, seems like it\'s getting worse!
I\'ma keep doing music; it\'s a gift! I know the worth.
I\'ma keep doing music, it\'s a gift! I know the worth.
Ok, the grind’s necessary Time and legendary
I see motion in my future
They call me a visionary.
Check my pedigree, my recipe, my legacy, my destiny
Livin’ fat like Heavy D
Lies and longevity, never been a recipe.
If you\'re coming clean, say it, you don\'t wanna mess with me.
I wouldn\'t either if I heard the way I spit fire.
Wild with the prowess, how dis guy slip by?
Raw nerve, flippa phrase like a Porsche in a curve.
Give a damn ‘bout a lane.
Boy came to do work. Boy came to do work; boy came to do work. Boy came to do work; boy came to do work.
Written by: Danny Alexander, Reup Tha Boss, Shagg Colie
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