Work (feat. Casey Veggies, Twista and Nate Poetics)

She knew exactly who I was becoming Reality of dreams, younger for memories of a still wonder Of who I might be And for her it's hard to stomach what's left behind and what's to come in the same Introduction of a king Just know everything coming can only give birth to the principle that by any means I produce wings like eagles Soar in the highest clouds to let my conscience free So I can feed ex girls like sea gulls with battered egos in out work While these ambitions girl with the tip of my penis To write stories, a young boy the genius And I mean this, there's never been a day off Never been laid off, my own boss and my payoff is to get laid off Get a break off just to rehire myself For the take off Of Beach House... the EP These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I give no fucks, I give no damn I took my bitch straight from her man, from her man That nigga ain't had much money as I do That nigga don't know yo body like I do Yo friends think I ain't shit, I don't like em either Them ho's ain't shit, they can't keep no man either Ain't believing me then but you see me now Said you'd never trust me again but you believe me now And now somehow we supposed to fix it, supposed to fix it These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I tell they all come get this work, get this work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I tell they all come get this work, get this work Baby girl she 100, my mind right, that's real stuntin She in the crowd tryna flock for me I fucked around and then went for it I love that girl so much I fucked around and paid the rent for her Feel like I'm the right pimp for her But we got enough, she ain't gotta work I give it to her, I got it first She right here, I ain't gotta search We in a party... We in a party, I'm amused by how you move yo body Baby girl she more poppin than the 12 gauge shotty She got 4 shots, we goin up, I don't need no molly These ho's fuck with the squad, she ran through the whole posse Girl I think about you when I'm in that hotel lobby I'm coming home to you, yea I got work for yo body These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I tell they all come get this work, get this work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I'm gonna work on it You gon get this work, girl I'ma throw these bands You gon make it clap with no hands What an ass that goddamn You gon get this work girl Oh oh oh (You gon get this work girl) I'ma throw these bands You gon make it clap with no hands What an ass that, damn These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I tell they all come get this work, get this work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work These ho's all tryna come back and make it work, make it work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I tell they all come get this work, get this work I used to love these ho's I used to love these ho's I used to love these ho's But now I love this money yea I used to love these ho's I used to love these ho's But now I love this money yea I used to love these ho's Ho's, I used to have a lot of kind But when I realized that I gotta grind I replaced the lies and the thighs and the hotter dimes With the fuckin rhymes and the ties and the dolla signs The symbol of the caduceus After what my mental produces I'm leaving these haters clueless When I spit because they missin what I kick because I'm cold Real niggas listen to the shit that I unfold I cannot believe the way that I used to be lovin these ho's Now that I be on my money, it's funny the way that I govern these ho's And I be runnin these ho's, doin whatever I wanna do with em As long as I be on my paper, cus I'ma let nothing in front of me after my currency Flow And I be getting the 'fetti so why Would I throw it away for the bitches that won't give a fuck about me In position to fall and be nothing I'm done wit yo frontin, just give me yo dollars, I don't wanna holler I don't want yo woman, I want the Apollo But see for the Benjamins I got my shotta And Twista love dollars but I admit I used to love these ho's But now I love this money I used to love these ho's I used to love these ho's But now I love this money I used to love these ho's