Work Hard Play Hard - D Smoke & SiR

Work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard Work, work Work, work Work, work Work, work (Uh) Diamonds all on my ring nigga Gold watches, gold chain nigga Hundred thou' on champagne nigga Yeah, my money insane nigga Yeah, I'm making it rain nigga But I was just on the plane nigga Buying gear, flying here Fuck what you heard, it's my time of year (Uh) If I'm in the club, I get a hundred stacks I'm always rolling up so I get love for that Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back, my nigga (Uh) I was on this, but now I'm onto that You see it in my closet before it's on the rack Was out there in Hawaii, now I'm goin back, my nigga (Uh) I got so much money I should start a bank So much paper right in front of me it's hard to think Buy so many bottles it's gon' be hard to drink But I'm still pourin' up and my family here And they rolling up, so, uh! The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, 'cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is (Uh) The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, 'cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is Work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard Work, work Work, work Work, work Work, work (Uh) Hop your pretty ass up in this fucking car Bitch I'm out this world, girl you know I'm a star Used to buying rounds but now we buy the bar Last year they had to ask now they know who we are Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit You can tell by who I'm on the phone with Yeah, nigga talking about grown shit Niggas too busy jacking my swag Need to fuck around, get your own shit Get your own cars, get your own clothes Get your own smoke, get your own bitch You ain't reppin' my gang, get your own clique The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, 'cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is (Uh) The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, 'cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is Go hard Make sure you do whatever is that you gotta do That's your job And niggas gon' hate but that's no prob' So, hey fuck 'em, don't need nothing from 'em Some niggas talking but the shit They claiming don't mean nothing It's straight from Cali, that's what's in my joint That's what I'm puffin', OG And been one since I was young enough To know that everybody was gonna know me Most niggas don't see The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, 'cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is (Uh) The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, 'cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is Work hard (Work) Play hard (Work) Work hard (Work) Play hard (Work) Work hard (Work) Play hard (Work) Work hard (Work) Play hard (Uh)

Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Diamonds all on my ring nigga Gold watches, gold chain nigga Hundred thou' on champagne nigga Yeah my money insane nigga Yeah I'm making it rain nigga But I was just on the plane nigga Buying gear, flying here Fuck what you heard, it's my time of year If I'm in the club, I get a hundred stacks I'm always rolling up so I get love for that Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that You see it in my closet before it's on the rack Was out there in Hawaii, now I'm goin' back My nigga uh! I got so much money I should start a bank So much paper right in front of me it's hard to think Buy so many bottles it's gon' be hard to drink But I'm still pourin' up and my family here and they rolling up so uh! The bigger the bill, the harder you ball Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long The quicker you here, the faster you go That's why where I come from the only thing we know is Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Hop your pretty ass up in this fucking car Bitch I'm out this world, girl you know I'm a star Used to buying rounds but now we buy the bar Last year they had to ask now they know who we are Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit You can tell by who I'm on the phone with Yeah nigga talking about grown shit Niggas too busy jacking my swag Need to fuck around, get your own shit Get your own cars, get your own clothes Get your own smoke, get your own bitch You ain't reppin' my gang, get your own clique Go hard Make sure you do whatever is that you gotta do, that's your job And niggas gon' hate but that's no prob' So hey fuck 'em don't need nothing from 'em Some niggas talking but the shit they claiming don't mean nothing It's straight from Cali, that's what's in my joint that's what I'm puffin', OG And been one since I was young enough to know that everybody was gonna know me Most niggas don't see Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard

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What if I used to be a president in a past life? With a match and a pipe And a top hat in the back of ride In a chariot, chasin' Harriet through the night I barely get sleep, my karma owe me much drama Men are sheep, I sold three last summer A black back ain't exact until it got stripes Beat that boy 'til he collapse Tease that boy, make him fight his brother Make him hate his mama, make him blame his father, you Follow the rules and they always gon' do what they do Never revolt, never rebel, Willie Lynch taught us just how to sell White lies to these black lives And if you train 'em, then they act right But whatever you do Free like my energy (Don't ask why) Free like my enemies Free like the soul of my homies Free like a sinner, yes, I'm free Yes, I'm free I am free like my paradigm Shifting my state of mind Listen to my creator Make sure that I stay aligned Yes, I'm free ¿Quiúbole, carnal'? (My brother) Me pueden poner en cadenas (They can put me in chains) Me pueden encarcelar (They can lock me up) Pero no me pueden atrapar la mente (But they can't trap my mind) Lamentablemente han tratado de hacer esclavos de mi gente (They tried to make slaves of my people) Pero del corazón hay un fuente (But from our heart runs a fountain) Corriente (Flowing) Siguiente (Continuing) Sí se puede (Yes, I can) Si Dios quiere (God willing) Vamos What if I was to leave some evidence? Like a crack pipe or the shell of a nine Milli' or a philly with plenty of my saliva 'Cause I hit the blunt one too many times Blood, we can hit 'em up They got four, five racks in the safe And they don't come back 'til it's late Plus I got another three in the mattress by the atlas Put us on the map with the cake, yeah At least that's what we thought No, not me, nigga, we get caught? Yeah right Then peeking out the window A nigga see them red and blue lights, oh shit Bro, we gotta go, nigga, no shit Hit the back road, clear the whole fence But in the process A nigga dropped the whole four-fifth And they circled the block Free like my energy (I got caught) Free like my enemies Free like the soul of my homies Free like a sinner, yes, I'm free (Plus that canine tore out half my calf) Yes, I'm free (I don't know how to do this time) (I guess I better ask my dad, so pass my past) I am free like my paradigm Shifting my state of mind Listen to my creator Make sure that I stay aligned Yes, I'm free Ayy What if I was to need some medicine for my lymph nodes? I'm a pimp with these hoes My bitch gave me kiss and my neck was swole I was in the studio next to Smoke And the big homie BJ said, "Boy, get that checked out" Guillotine flow, don't stick your neck out Nigga, I'm chis', I spit that best out But I ain't tryna be stretched out So I went up to Kaiser, my surprise was the diagnosis What? Cancer? I'm 22 plus when I spit, I'm dope as shit I went through that chemo' and radiation Stem cell transplant, the patients Next to me in they 80s I'm just a baby Free like my energy (But now my soul is free) Free like my enemies Free like the soul of my homies Free like a sinner, yes, I'm free Yes, I'm free I am free like my paradigm Shifting my state of mind Listen to my creator Make sure that I stay aligned Yes, I'm free God is so good, so good, so good God is so good, so good to me God is so good, so good, so good God is so good, He's so good to me

Supa Good We 'bout to get 'em high (High) This time is my time, we 'bout to get 'em high (High) We 'bout to get 'em high (High), high (High) We 'bout to get 'em high (High), high (High) Supa Good in this bitch, the 'Wood in this bitch 'Bout to school these niggas like only I could in this bitch Here by myself and I still got the whole hood in this bitch Claiming new stomping grounds, gon' leave my whole foot in this bitch Ankle-deep and it's painful My handkerchief is a spangled banner With the blood of black sons of slaves, uh Painting people's depictions Won't be no sequel, afflictions Made me the true nigga that I am today, uh Did my homework in class Walked the halls with no pass Eleventh grade, I had it made, held my balls when I laughed My older brother sang and SiR chose to ball for his pass I chose to get perfect grades and catch fades in the grass Seven Gang was the clique, it wasn't no Blood or no Crip Was more like fraternity ties mixed with bare knuckles and clips My big homie saw something in me, said fuck hitting licks and pistols Your test scores gon' hit the lick with pencils, teaching credentials I never got 'em, they said wasn't a problem I sent that application they said, "You start tomorrow, where else We gon' find a nigga black and fluent in Spanish? Might as well use it to our advantage" I went right back to Inglewood (Inglewood) Inglewood (Inglewood) Inglewood (Inglewood) Inglewood I'm from Inglewood (Inglewood), Inglewood Inglewood High (Inglewood, Inglewood) From Inglewood ('Wood) Inglewood ('Wood) Inglewood, Inglewood (Inglewood) Inglewood, Inglewood Inglewood High

Yeah Super Good Mmm Listen Summer in the wintertime Smoke back on this beat, act like it's dinnertime Four packs, no receipt, no LoJack, hold my heat in case I have to throw that in the river after sinner time Uh, I'm good, I'm good, I swear, I'm good, I ain't losing no sleep I'm hood, I'm Wood, I'm where I wanna be, see no defeat I pull that off the hip to shoot the shit that piss the vultures off The culture's in good hands, goddamn, that man is so in sync Uh, Justin Timberlake Seized planet, now good karma on my dinnerplate I played thе backup actor, actively soaked up that after my acumеn, ruder master flew to interspace Two times for niggas that ain't gon' lose Three times for niggas that break wrong rules One time for niggas that paid those dues Listen, if you ain't getting it, then shame on you, on you Girl, I'm tryna put this game on you Might fuck around, let me scribble my name on you, on you Seven figures, put my gang on too Fuck it, if you don't get it, it's a shame on you Uh, shame on Ooh, damn, ooh, damn, you can't put the blame on Nobody but who you see when you turn candleflame on And that window stain show reflection, please refrain from Projecting to protect you from accepting your name tarnished Bitch, you ain't farted Think you the shit, really this shit ain't for the faint hearted Think you've been hip, then take a two piece to your brain target Think you've been slick, the truth defines you reclining, you so lethargic Run that fade if you hate Uh, juice box, squeeze that Minute Maid, bust a grape Uh, rooftop, see, that chain is lame if it break Uh, goosebumps, leave that nigga dazed Put the Glock away and sock on they face, show your pain if you brave (Brave) Oops, I done did it again if you late Uh, roots run deeper than Hussein, who rang? I rock two chains, who bang? I block two lanes, Wu Tang Hop out and swing, true king, ask 'bout me Two times for niggas that ain't gon' lose Three times for niggas that break wrong rules One time for niggas that paid those dues Listen, if you ain't getting it, then shame on you, on you Girl, I'm tryna put this game on you Might fuck around, let me scribble my name on you, on you Seven figures, put my gang on too Fuck it, if you don't get it, it's a shame on you Far more than the minimum Finish him Throw hands, swing back like a pendulum To knock that racket, no Wimbledon In a long-sleeved Pendleton Where the palm tree, palm leaves give me shade Even when the fray leading brigades defending the innocent Threw pops in the penitentiary, incidentally, all his sons grew up to be gentlemen With a knack for the penciling Could scrap with the best of them Put one straight through your chest for them Boy, you ain't got no business fucking with these family ties, on my life, it's about to be a— Wait (Hold up) Boy, we don't leave no witness, word to Guinness, every record that we wrecking toting pistols It's incidental Two times for niggas that ain't gon' lose Three times for niggas that break wrong rules One time for niggas that paid those dues Listen, if you ain't getting it, then shame on you, on you Girl, I'm tryna put this game on you Might fuck around, let me scribble my name on you, on you Seven figures, put my gang on too Fuck it, if you don't get it, it's a shame on you

Keep it 100, I be feelin' like who, who? Nobody These niggas finally understand when I land, I'm the man Fuck you thought this was? Nigga from Japan to the last Suckers know what's up, nigga, I'm praying they over-stand me Every kid need a hero, I'm trynna be uncle Stan Lee RIP, all I see is concrete Burned rubber glass scattered on the concrete I heard lover lives matter so when hearts leak Blood drippin' live patterns So my ink write in red when it splatter Don't flatter me, nigga Save your compliments Already know that my flow is bomb as shit We can toast to our old accomplishments But I'd rather coast, move forward and talk my shit They told me: Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner It's one queen and a few brothers The last supper Keep it 100, I be feeling like Campbell's Soup over white rice Baked chicken with the skin off Lawry's with black pepper, I'm fully seasoned With half the effort, ask my nigga Bad Boy, I been on I'm a pit with a bunch of labs in the kennel Papa Sticks used to pour it back 'til he went on Drop a fifth and reach in a bag and make him pull out a sack To relax, and pass the blunt like communion I know we friends but nigga, Jesus was homies with Judas Don't be the nigga lookin' at your homeboy like "How could you do this?" Smile in your face then as soon as you walk away He wishin' you're ruined Now you lookin' foolish But still you say: Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long dinner Eat, smoke, take your time It's a long, yeah