Work - song lyrics
We workin all day
Won't stop until we all paid
My Bros shout ebombay
Got beef we like it sautéed
Got beef we like it sautéed
My bros with me like Parlay
We take the car to valet
We dance on y'all like ballet
Wake up, work
Stand up, work
Get out, work
Get some, work
Hustle, work
Get rich, work
Get rich, work
Get rich, work
Uh
Work work work
Never gon stop
Till we out the dirt
When I'm on a beat
I'm a surgeon Turk
Gonna sling heat
Get my wife a Birk
Gonna stay G
Unless you push me, Kirk
Gonna slay the king
I'm Nowitzki Dirk
God press everyone against me, Church
You can't catch me
It's a ten speed Tern
No sleep
Like Kobe
Tryna be seen
Like Broly
Y'all cheat
Got floaties
I'll put on your whole team
On poster
Be the reason
Your season is over
You a lion
Please, I'm a poacher
Take your heart out
See he's a donor
Throw it on the floor
Leave it for vultures
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
We workin all day
Won't stop until we all paid
My Bros shout ebombay
Got beef we like it sautéed
Got beef we like it sautéed
My bros with me like Parlay
We take the car to valet
We dance on y'all like ballet
Wake up, work
Stand up, work
Get out, work
Get some, work
Hustle, work
Get rich, work
Get rich, work
Get rich, work
I ain't signed yet so I'm Uber driving
Turn on your tv
See Luke is writin'
Writin' to beats
As if Mook prescribed it
I'm pushing my self
In Lieu of hiding
In search of a new horizon
Where no one I know has been
Few can find it
I'm talkin' where skies
Are the bluest cyan
I want something real
I refuse to diet
We might go platinum
But we shoot for diamond
Gotta long way up
We used to climbing
Got competition
But my futures brightest
Retire at 77
I'm Luka Doncic
I'm tryna be great
I'm refusing modest
I'm tryna be Dre
And produce the Chronic
Just like his wife
Tryna boost my wallet
I'm tryna be James
While you Boosie Collins
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
Throw your hands up if you feel this, yeah
We workin all day
Won't stop until we all paid
My Bros shout ebombay
Got beef we like it sautéed
Got beef we like it sautéed
My bros with me like Parlay
We take the car to valet
We dance on y'all like ballet
Wake up, work
Stand up, work
Get out, work
Get some, work
Hustle, work
Get rich, work
Get rich, work
Get rich, work