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MJ Capi - Workin' Hard Lyrics



MJ Capi - Workin' Hard Lyrics




Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect

Put'em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next

Sipping on henny relieving my Stress
Balled wit my ex
Times were the best
I'm going through fazes
I really regret
Smokin different hazes
Tyrnna forget
Sipping different flavors
Tyrnna forget
Heart is so broken
I'm still tyrnna live
Mommy Nd daddy
Don't live in a crib
Loving my brothers
As long as they live
They knew me since I was a lil Kid
Now I'm just making money Learned to flip
I'm on a move man that's just how it goes
Hope I make more money from My damn
Shows
Picking up biddies like I picking A rose
I need that money so I pick and Roll
Rollin for money I don't sign my Soul

Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect

Put em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next

Need my family just to trust me
I know
The things that I do in my life is Just wrong
Feelin my pain every time I Write songs
So y'all can feel it while bumpin My songs
Pain in my city it really so crazy
Got hittas be plotting totin 380s
Born in da 90s but raised like the 80s
No discussion if you plotting to Play me
Make you feel like meek mill Yelling out save me
I had lil biddy but she crazy
Working so hard for money it Just saved me
Now I'm just thanking the lord What he gave me
Still got some homies walking Around so angry
Watching my life I know it so Amazing
So proud of myself that finally Made it
Feel like big Sean I ain't cuffing No lady
Haters hate on me cause I treat' Em shady
Ballin like Irving got money Like Brady
Y'all homies nervous I don't Think you ready
Went to range didn't blink aim Was steady
Capi got shooters all over da city
Capi got haters all over da city
Capi got baddies all over da city
Capi got money all over da city

Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect

Put'em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next

This is a test
I got homies up next
I ride through my city
I save up my checks
I'm writing my lyrics
Don't need no one for that
Ima big boy but I still run the Track
You losing money
While I'm losing fat
I'll take your shorty then give Her right back
The money will do it You know That a fact
Plotting on me wish you didn't Do that
Now all my hittas is getting real Mad
I don't make threats
I promise you that
When you just see me you know It's. Rap
Boy keep on talkin you know You'll get clapped
Piped all his bitches that's why he so mad
I'm bucking out shots
Now he in a bag
Karma is coming
An It coming fast
Got this respect
Cause I learned from da past
Changed up my ways
So my brand wasn't trash
Get out my way
A wide load coming fast
Can't do commitments
Cause it wouldn't last
Smokin on runts
Now I'm smokin that gas
Capi got shooters all over da city
Capi got haters all over da city
Capi got baddies all over da city
Capi got money all over da city

Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect
Put'em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next
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Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect

Put'em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next

Sipping on henny relieving my Stress
Balled wit my ex
Times were the best
I'm going through fazes
I really regret
Smokin different hazes
Tyrnna forget
Sipping different flavors
Tyrnna forget
Heart is so broken
I'm still tyrnna live
Mommy Nd daddy
Don't live in a crib
Loving my brothers
As long as they live
They knew me since I was a lil Kid
Now I'm just making money Learned to flip
I'm on a move man that's just how it goes
Hope I make more money from My damn
Shows
Picking up biddies like I picking A rose
I need that money so I pick and Roll
Rollin for money I don't sign my Soul

Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect

Put em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next

Need my family just to trust me
I know
The things that I do in my life is Just wrong
Feelin my pain every time I Write songs
So y'all can feel it while bumpin My songs
Pain in my city it really so crazy
Got hittas be plotting totin 380s
Born in da 90s but raised like the 80s
No discussion if you plotting to Play me
Make you feel like meek mill Yelling out save me
I had lil biddy but she crazy
Working so hard for money it Just saved me
Now I'm just thanking the lord What he gave me
Still got some homies walking Around so angry
Watching my life I know it so Amazing
So proud of myself that finally Made it
Feel like big Sean I ain't cuffing No lady
Haters hate on me cause I treat' Em shady
Ballin like Irving got money Like Brady
Y'all homies nervous I don't Think you ready
Went to range didn't blink aim Was steady
Capi got shooters all over da city
Capi got haters all over da city
Capi got baddies all over da city
Capi got money all over da city

Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect

Put'em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next

This is a test
I got homies up next
I ride through my city
I save up my checks
I'm writing my lyrics
Don't need no one for that
Ima big boy but I still run the Track
You losing money
While I'm losing fat
I'll take your shorty then give Her right back
The money will do it You know That a fact
Plotting on me wish you didn't Do that
Now all my hittas is getting real Mad
I don't make threats
I promise you that
When you just see me you know It's. Rap
Boy keep on talkin you know You'll get clapped
Piped all his bitches that's why he so mad
I'm bucking out shots
Now he in a bag
Karma is coming
An It coming fast
Got this respect
Cause I learned from da past
Changed up my ways
So my brand wasn't trash
Get out my way
A wide load coming fast
Can't do commitments
Cause it wouldn't last
Smokin on runts
Now I'm smokin that gas
Capi got shooters all over da city
Capi got haters all over da city
Capi got baddies all over da city
Capi got money all over da city

Every time I go head get me a Check
Biddes start lovin they giving Me neck
Working hard
Working for a pateck
I can not lose
They can not rest
Standing my ground
Like I stand for respect
Put'em to rest
Homie I am up next
Came from the bottom
Wit niggas in vests
This is test
I got homies up next
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Writer: Micah Fuller-Correia
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: MJ Capi
Length: 4:35
Written by: Micah Fuller-Correia
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