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Work
by Steve Kolumbo
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All these people out here they scare to work
They keep counting hours down till they out of work
But no not me I don't even count at all
I let the sunrise and sunset tell it all
On my blood sweat and tears I'ma bet it all
Rookie luck naw bitch I made a veteran call
I move weight about a metric ton
How the fuck I transform into megatron
I don't know but I don't see your weapon drawn
You quiet you only talk shit when you have it on
This rappin shit ain't for every one marry one
Blood on the prom queen please carry on
This is what I do you see me I put in work
I don't want a hand out I rather put in work
Call me coach of the year I make the team work
Or Stephen Spielberg
I'll make this dream work
Everyday I see the vision a little clearer
You ain't a man till you see yourself in the mirror
Put the gun down and put your hands up
You wanna talk money than put them bands up
I'm amped up
Jim Jones vamped up
Purple city birdgang was my anthem
This random favorite car phantom
You a bitch your girl telling you to man up
They get ghost every time you level up
Fuck it small talk don't concern me
I gotta get my fam ready for this journey
And wave back middle fingers to the ones that burned me
I got the last laugh yup I know u heard me
Slowly but surely I'ma be wealthy
And to the ones that stayed loyal
Get ready
I'ma put you in position for that income steady
Hook you with the white girl Lisa Lampelleni
Chase it down with a shot
Ciroc or Henney
Let papoose get loose with the Remy
I'm Supercharged six pount two liter hemi
All these people out here they scare to work
They keep counting hours down till they out of work
But no not me I don't even count at all
I let the sunrise and sunset tell it all
On my blood sweat and tears I'ma bet it all
Rookie luck naw bitch I made a veteran call
I move weight about a metric ton
How the fuck I transform into megatron
I don't know but I don't see your weapon drawn
You quiet you only talk shit when you have it on
This rappin shit ain't for every one marry one
Blood on the prom queen please carry on
This is what I do you see me I put in work
I don't want a hand out I rather put in work
Call me coach of the year I make the team work
Or Stephen Spielberg
I'll make this dream work
Everyday I see the vision a little clearer
You ain't a man till you see yourself in the mirror
Put the gun down and put your hands up
You wanna talk money than put them bands up
I'm amped up
Jim Jones vamped up
Purple city birdgang was my anthem
This random favorite car phantom
You a bitch your girl telling you to man up
They get ghost every time you level up
Fuck it small talk don't concern me
I gotta get my fam ready for this journey
And wave back middle fingers to the ones that burned me
I got the last laugh yup I know u heard me
Slowly but surely I'ma be wealthy
And to the ones that stayed loyal
Get ready
I'ma put you in position for that income steady
Hook you with the white girl Lisa Lampelleni
Chase it down with a shot
Ciroc or Henney
Let papoose get loose with the Remy
I'm Supercharged six pount two liter hemi