HardWork Lyrics

Richie Wess

Woke up this morning, had to thank God
I don't know, yesterday seemed kind of odd
I don't worry about the haters, I got shit to do
Only God to judge me, who the fuck are you?

Hard work work, hard work work
All this money that I'm counting out of hard work
I ain't tryin to get it, I put my rhyme first
Don't grind, don't shine, nigger, hard work.
Hard work work, hard work work
My niggers grinding in the trail, hard work
My niggers grinding with this all, hard work
Don't grind, don't shine, nigger, hard work.

Hard work in my double bed, counting spending, getting money I ain't never had
Got a new shabby, took it out to road, hard work pays over, made it me the man
Would a red blonde thick tights, nice ass, she put it bad, she compliment my swag
I might hit a lot today and get a paper tag, I might hit the block today and get a paper bag
I got two more for you, put it on your tale, I got anything you need, you ain't got that
And that thing I got ain't keep ‘em coming back, the streets for that, imma try this rap.
It ain't where you're from, home is where you're at
I do it for my city, put T Town on the map
And we did it, we no get without, remember that
We we're part of flow, we're raping out at every crowd.

Hard work work, hard work work
All this money that I'm counting out of hard work
I ain't tryin to get it, I put my rhyme first
Don't grind, don't shine, nigger, hard work.
Hard work work, hard work work
My niggers grinding in the trail, hard work
My niggers grinding with this all, hard work
Don't grind, don't shine, nigger, hard work.

Hey, hard work, no play
26 is right and clean on my seven trace
See, rolling with me, a rare born
Fine honey is on to keep my head gone
Momma said ‘get out of these streets, boy you're dead wrong'
But I'd be running these streets like a marathon
Keep that money coming in rubber bands
And I told y'all niggers what you see we're going at
We slide down, chain with the house
Shawty's looking at me, she can't even close her mouth
So I throw her in the air, let her sort it out
All this money on the floor, they can't even count
Imma make it blood even in a jaw
Imma drow this wounds, she gonna make it bounce
Should I steal a little game, get it to the house
Should I beat it on the bed or beat it on the couch?

Hard work work, hard work work
All this money that I'm counting out of hard work
I ain't tryin to get it, I put my rhyme first
Don't grind, don't shine, nigger, hard work.
Hard work work, hard work work
My niggers grinding in the trail, hard work
My niggers grinding with this all, hard work
Don't grind, don't shine, nigger, hard work.

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