Lyrics:
were the days"
Now, check-ch-check-check-check-ch-check it out
What-wha-what-what-what's it all about?
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let's
broom and sweep up my yard
You better brush it good or we could fall apart
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night
I had
broom and sweep up my yard.
You better brush it good or we could fall apart.
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night.
I had
sayin' shit about the way I am but I know that ain't true
At times I feel like I'm all by myself and I know you do too
I made some phone calls and checked
I've got bills I gotta pay
So Imma work work work every day
I've got mouths I gotta feed
So Imma make sure everybody eats i got bills
All these
live by grace
I tell all my boys to do the same
Teamwork
Smart work
cll these make the dream work
Teamwork
Smart work
It's like a symphony
Turning
to five
Tryna get by
Until the day I die
Man It is what it is
Man I realize
That life's fucked up
I'm looking at myself not giving a fuck
All I want is two
they dirty cops
Fuck all your needs for a worthy cause (Fuck 'em)
But you gon' see what being worthy cost
Man, it's like Thor with the goldilocks
I'll
Man I've been trapping all day
Man I don't even sleep
I been posted on the block ain't
Make it home in a week
I don't even chang my clothes, wash my
Ima make dimes, spend it on my homies
Put em in a crib we gone show you how to live
Ive been in the lab 06 with a 2k
Put in hella work early days
want is what your loyalty's worth
Stand by your, man, stand by your man
You got to stand by your baby
(I wanna send this one out to all
on the Banjee (skrrt skrrt)
Had to park it 4 by 4 Mercedes Jeep
Wide body check (wide), wide body check (yeah)
Answer all the calls (yeah), 'cause it might be
wicked
At least a me dey want we poor man think we make we all die in vain
The reason getting richer why the poor man a die each and every day
We remain
Want you to take your broom and swept up my yard
You better brush it good or we could fall apart
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day
is essential
At work by 9, out by 10 to run your own errands
Let me remind you that
After you've missed a day's work
It is almost impossible to catch
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
pray to God that this work gon' sell
That this work gon' sell
Even day ones out here getting jerked go tell
We shoot first oh well
Tryna make it out by
Feelin alright man step by step, step by step, step by step
Step in the room and I feel uptight but I feel alright and I'm on through the night
Feel
broom and sweep up my yard.
You better brush it good or we could fall apart.
Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night.
I had
the gifts and the grams
I be in my bag, (excuse we) goin' in (let me pass)
Smokin' all the grams in this bag,
Man, you isn't built for this, man
Run it
to pull you a rapper, a NBA player
Man, at least a dude with a car
So first of all, we gonna work on the stomach
Nobody wants a little tight ass
One
nothing to hold on to
Uh, boy you got to work it
Work it day by day
You got to work it day by day
You got to work it in the day,
Work it in
died by the rope down in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like what the white man said
'Bout the dirty little kid at his side
Daddy didn't like what
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