Persawna - Work (feat. June B) Lyrics

I can't imagine what you're going through
If I was broke, I might just feel it too
The money call me so I always pick up
Don't got no time to hesitate and slip up
I gotta work, I gotta work, I gotta work,
I gotta work, I gotta work, I gotta work
I gotta get the bag, I came from the dirt,
I gotta work, yeah, work, I gotta work, yeah
I gotta work, came from the dirt
What can I say, paving my way, came with the hurt
I gotta work, so go on and skurt
Get out the way, yea it's okay, call me a jerk
Flexin' my muscle to cop a burn
Soaring above all these flockin birds
Rip on a track to strike a nerve
Elephant in the room pachyderm
Anticipating the moves you were making
Because I was able to stay observant
My work got em' catching feelings
Now they all want me to cop a feel
Stop for real, make it disappear
I call that Houdini and Copperfield
No time, it's mine, my work, my life
Scrub a dub, you can flip it up
I promise you, honest, I came from the rough
Dirt was fine, sand and grime
But now I'm a diamond, so watch me shine
I can't imagine what you're going through
If I was broke, I might just feel it too
The money call me so I always pick up
Don't got no time to hesitate and slip up
I gotta work, I gotta work, I gotta work,
I gotta work, I gotta work, I gotta work
I gotta get the bag, I came from the dirt,
I gotta work, yeah, work, I gotta work, yeah
It's so neat you stumble upon a beat and mumble
I'm sneaking up on you, shh, shh, secret tunnels
Sweat dripping, better pay attention
Three step process, two step tripping
You listen close, keep my records spinning
Number one supporter, you my Scottie Pippen
Now they panicking thinking
Now they'll all say I'm the man again
My swagger stay on display like a mannequin
You bop your head side to side like a hammerhead
But these words are weapons, deadly and free
I speak it, heat seek it, you think you can be like me
But me, you can't be, you see
I speak it, heat seek it, reload and repeat
You better work, you better work
So call me a jerk, so call me a jerk
Now they hittin' folks with some mixed results
Been gone for a decade, I'm back in the fold
I'm reppin' Da Ville, I'm packin' the hurt
I'm back and I'm rappin' and ready to work
I can't imagine what you're going through
If I was broke, I might just feel it too
The money call me so I always pick up
Don't got no time to hesitate and slip up
I gotta work, I gotta work, I gotta work,
I gotta work, I gotta work, I gotta work
I gotta get the bag, I came from the dirt,
I gotta work, yeah, work, I gotta work, yeah