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We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

**** be entitled, where do that shit come from?

Whole time, you ain't done nothin'

Everybody say they runnin' shit

All I see, a bunch of bum rushin'

Thumbs work, but your tongue tied

Shoes untied, **** trippin', ain't it?

Got 'em wildin' for attention, ain't it?

Ayy, fuck you mean you deserve? (Cap)

What you mean you need a meal ticket? (Cap)

We only serve just desserts, I mean

We prefer different feathers if we finna group it like a flock of birds, I mean

**** don't wanna learn, fronto the only time I seen 'em turn a leaf

Give me somethin' I can earn at least

Fuck you mean you deserve?

Give me somethin' I can burn at least

Top shelf, that'll weed 'em out

Know he lost, told him where to go, **** only lookin' for the easy route

Real ****, never needed clout

Real stepper, fuck a hazin' ritual, way too many **** creasin' now

Ain't too many Nico Robin, we like throwin' hands, it don't be a reason now

Bullets come with palm readings now

Pulitzers in my sight, so no exaggeration, ain't no tall tees around

Fees is up, G's is down

Better know he keep Jesus 'round

Bunch of employees around

We got more work

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more

Money in the bank these days, but we can't get comfortable

I ain't talkin' 'bout no Quaaludes when a **** say he wanna be Huxtable

Motherfucker talkin' 'bout K2, know as far as smoke go, he can't fuck with us

Top shelf, you gotta put up with us

Might pull a rug, been tuftin' shit

**** ain't really that tough to us

Ten thousand hours, ain't worried 'bout ****, it's above me now, it ain't up to us

Can't be honest, ain't worried 'bout **** in the field, still just a crutch to us

Ovens the only thing goin' Dutch with us

Pull up in they ave for months and months, I'm ready to work

Off the runway, ready to wear

That Pepé Le Pew, my shit in the air

Debut ten years, these **** still here

I'm tenured as fuck

Just don't want y'all to consider this luck

I came in this game, ain't give shit up

Just crunch more numbers, ain't did this up

Unravelin' truth, they twistin' it up

Finna keep buildin' up

****, we got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work to do

We got more work

We got more work to do

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