Work

[Tha God Fahim] However to get the job done Just make it happen Figure it out, do it yourself You can make it happen I remember when I was trappin’ I was feelin’ trapped in Playing everyday struggle by Big Wantin’ to make it big Wondering can I live Only so much to give And this game so cold Something like choke holds This shit don’t never get old and that I know so Enemies want me to fall back but I won’t go Soul to soul, go toe to toe with any devil On the low, they friend or foe, it ain’t no tellin With success around thе corner, I ain’t thinkin’ felon Beforе I let a hater stop my shine I swear, it ain’t no tellin’ I swear it ain’t no tellin’ Before I let you get over I pop your melon And it ain’t shit that you can tell em If you ain’t went through what I went through I ain’t with the questions I won’t be outworked If it works, it works (church) We put work in When it works, it works [Eligh] Do we know what manifest means Making it happen from nothing to something essentially Taking a thought and bring it to life with nothing but ends meet Meet the end of the end when beginning this Athletes know the journey well Dreams are just a track meet Hit the gurney, rebound from the last bleed I get injured then get up, I get mine then give it back The decision isn’t up to me, diamonds on tracks And these words are my magic, making rounds with my stats As you read it on the board, and I feed it to these rats Give a fuck about the numbers, music need it like it’s air Breathe it in, make it happen, I’m the captain and it’s rare I believe, to be grown and a kid, doing work That you fiend like a dope head But no man could sell me on rolling these dice with my life I got faith on the stage, I belong in this light right I won’t be outworked If it works, it works (church) We put work in When it works, it works [Guilty Simpson] Full speed, I pull weed, tug-o-war OG Kush before I push through the double doors We achieve cause we hustle more You better know it, sip Moët and sew it So we can reap it, and work for it For some, it come the cheapest I blew a knot at the pop-up shop, the gunsmith Now let’s see if your trunk fit Skunk lit Offensive cause I smoke expensive I’m too raw to sensor I put a hurtin’ on em Made off clean on a dirty corner Drive through where they workin’ orders A hundred lacerations Not a figment of your imagination Gettin’ paper with the baggage waitin’ I slap a clown for exaggerating In cap and gown like I’m graduating, it’s Guilt