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Worker's Comp
428
W trasie
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Worker's Comp został wydany 3 października 2025 przez Mick Jenkins inc jako część albumu A MURDER OF CROWS
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Data wydania3 października 2025
WytwórniaMick Jenkins inc
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM61

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mick Jenkins
Mick Jenkins
Performer
EMIL
EMIL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jayson Jenkins
Jayson Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EMIL
EMIL
Producer
Rami Sadawi
Rami Sadawi
Producer
Moo Latte
Moo Latte
Producer
Mans Boqvis
Mans Boqvis
Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]
Uh
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
**** 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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
****, 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
Written by: Jayson Jenkins
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