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Work 2 Hard
53.796
Hip-Hop/Rap
Work 2 Hard è stato pubblicato il 4 luglio 2019 da Freebandz Ent. come parte dell'album Last Year Being Humble
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Data di uscita4 luglio 2019
EtichettaFreebandz Ent.
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM84

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zoey Dollaz
Zoey Dollaz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MeLisa Heath
MeLisa Heath
Songwriter

Testi

[Verse 1]
I worked too hard for my name to let you come put dirt on it
I came up out of the mud, I emerged with no stain on me
And if there's beef then it's be, we ain't squashin' shit
I jump in the whip, I got my glock and shit
I'm with the hittas, they be poppin' shit
And police ain't stoppin' shit
[Verse 2]
Ain't no cup of liquor big enough that can hold my pain, hold my pain
I don't been betrayed by the same one that say they loved me
Won't do it again
I gave a broke bitch my heart, she fucked me over
I had to charge it to the game, bitch I'm a soldier
I done lost some real ones that ain't gon' come back to me
Fuck I look like losing my mind over a groupie
Only time I feel alive is when I'm on this Perkys
And I'm clutching on my five, **** tryna murk me
If my momma still alive, I be down, she pay me
Put a 100 on your squad before I let you hurt me
[Verse 3]
I worked too hard for my name to let you come put dirt on it
I came up out of the mud, I emerged with no stain on me
And if there's beef then it's befe, we ain't squashin' shit
I jump in the whip, I got my glock and shit
I'm with the hittas, they be poppin' shit
And police ain't stoppin' shit
[Verse 4]
I gave you my back, I didn't know you was going to stab me in it
And my momma been done told me, but fuck it, I ain't listen
I was broke with you, we done shared the same food
Why you gon' switch up when the money came through?
And I told you yes so many times, never told you no
How you gon' hate me for the only time a **** told you no?
**** ungrateful
Treated you like blood like my momma done made you
I guess you forgot all the times you need me, I came through
Who need enemies when you got friends like that?
I just didn't think that we would end like that
I gave a fuckboy my trust, he fucked me over
I had to charge it to the game 'cause I'm a soldier
[Verse 5]
I worked too hard for my name to let you come put dirt on it
I came up out of the mud, I emerged with no stain on me
And if there's beef then it's beef, we ain't squashin' shit
I jump in the whip, I got my glock and shit
I'm with the hittas, they be poppin' shit
And police ain't stoppin' shit
Written by: MeLisa Heath
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