We Working

(album: Before The Album - 2021)

You getcho' lil cressy on this
You getcho' credit for
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

These niggas be playing with you like you don't get your work in
I was bout' to message you when I seen you with that skirt on
Fore' they do anything, gotta do that with you first, huh
I was chasing that pussy, I walked in all the way to the circle
I was chasing that pussy, I walked in all the way to the circle
Fore' they go anywhere, bae I gotta take you first
Ain't on no gay shit, but I grew up snatching purses
I was on the E-way, I was thinking bout E-Murder
I was on the E-way, thinking bout Auntie Emelda
Think I know everything, that's why I don't respect my elders
Every time I try to leave the hood that be my downfall
It be feeling like I can never make it far without y'all
I love my niggas so much, I cry if he don't answer
Any time I don't hear from Jack Boy them, I can feel my head hurt
Huh, any time I don't hear from Jack Boy them
You gon' betray me anyways, so I don't want no friends
I ain't never let nobody getting too close again
My baby mama said I shouldn't trust you
I hated that you really let the bitch be right
Cause she always wrong
You ain't say congratulations when yo' dawg came home
I need an X pill, that's the only way I can go to you for real
I been tryna' get straightened, but it ain't working, uh
Cause every time that we talking, you switch yo' story up
My nigga sitting, cause somebody snitching
We tryna' get the witness to switch the story up
Tell the bitch to stop taking pictures, they disturbing us
We workin, ayy, three, four, five, six perkies, I'm on the road
Big jit sitting here nervous, you gotta go
Got shotguns, in the Suburban, about to shoot
Pull up on the side of me swerving, ten car, ten coupe
Lotta' money getting contagious, I keep getting mo'
Fuck nigga, I know you remember I was kicking in do'
We working, I put different patches round the trenches, it hurt me
Shoulda never put you in position, it's our fault
VA bussing checks and hitting big licks, it's my fault
Tryna' turn my friendships into business
Tryna' turn a penny to a million
I'ma make sure all you niggas feel me
He say I'm a bitch, but he know different
How the fuck I got six fucking killin's
I be tryna keep my bullshit out my lyrics
Yeah, niggas play like they don't know what the deal is
Uh, I be talking boss talk, twenty sixty
I been turning wash cloths into riches

I mean rags to riches, yeah
I like Spanish bitches, uh
Pull up, Jags and Bentleys
Bag and tag these niggas
I got lavish, yeah, uh
Bussing checks, bussing sweat
I'm selling death, they know that
Once you left, more success