Werking

Oluwatobiloba (Yeah!)

Ki lon shele
Ayy, mi lord
Na wa o!
Yessa
Long time no see
Freedom aint free
That mean I been
Workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, work, work
Workin, workin, workin
Im workin
Workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, workin
Yeah, still I rise, like dust in a sandstorm
Still I shine like single mother鈥檚eyes on
Graduation night cause papa aint made it and
They aint think that youd make it but
They got you mistaken, huh

Weight too heavy to lift your chest off the mat
Your hands too heavy to pat yourself on the back
I recall days of innocence (Rrr )
Playing on PlayStations, we played the middle men
Backwards living I beg to differ its action
Racks to get it, I had to split with the mandem (Rrr)
You cant match precision
I passed the limit of any massive digit
A mathematician could fathom
Back to get it whenever Im in the mood (Mood)
Riding through the city, looking pretty, I鈥檓living proof (Ayy )
I aint in the, I aint in the mood for no interviews
Calluses in my hand, I aint no stranger to putting the work in!
Workin, workin, workin
Workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, workin
Im workin
Workin, workin, workin
Im workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, workin'
Fool me once, got over the bump, workin
Fool me twice, **** em for life, workin (Yeah)

Yeah, some of my brothers still run from police
Still clutching the heat
Steal watches and purses
Still nothing to creep
J.LO wedding planner in the opening scene
Some still stuck in the streets (Yeah)
But I digress, behold all the benefits
Two parent home yet he hoped for the opposite
Communication breakdowns are heavy on the heart (Mmm)
The things left unsaid are tearing us apart (Oh)

Yeah, 20 years in like a whole century
When it aint working!
Workin, workin, workin
Workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, workin
Im workin
Workin, workin, workin
Im workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, workin
Fool me once, got over the bump, workin
Fool me twice, **** em for life, workin (Yeah)

(Ayy) It aint over til you say it is, it isnt for real (Yeah)
Almost wrote myself off, lonely nights in the 鈥榁ille (Yeah )
Til I linked with the kid outta Richmond Hill
Fast forward a calendar year, we up in the Hills working!
While I read all the books
I perform my own stunts yeah thats me on the hooks
And I body your favorite rapper by the top of the morning
And sing your baby girl to sleep by the end of the night
Y鈥檃ll aint half as nice
You just braggin for braggin rights
The price for the best things in life is sacrifice
How it feel, when every year feel like yo turn
The hype thrives and dies I got the slow burn
Grabba in the backwood
Sour diesel preferred, but I settle for the haze
If its purple Ima straight
Work it!
Workin, workin, workin
Workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, workin
Im workin
Workin, workin, workin
Im workin
Workin, workin, workin
Workin, workin
Fool me once, got over the bump, workin
Fool me twice, ** ** em for life, workin (Yeah)

Ah, ah, ah, yeah, yeah (Workin)
Ah, ah, alright (Workin)
Ah, ah, alright (Workin)
Ah yeah alright