Workin'

Aye Aye Aye, aye I been working, working I been a slave I been working like Rihanna and Drake I just put that work in I'm like fuck a curfew I been at it years, this ain't a phase I got family don't believe in the dream I need an album, don't need any sleep I need a Lambo for each of my bros And a handful of Grammys That shit get so deep My girl need a house on the beach I need that paper That Guap be the cream I want a throne on top of a mountain That shit where my house is With fountains and gates Personal studio I'm gonna turn up- Turn up- Turn up- Turn up the bass I wanna see you go "Tina Turn-up" I wanna see you go CD burning They wanna see me go Timmy Turner with the burner I'm gonna murder, murder, murder All of these verses They just say this life is predetermined That just mean that they afraid of learning That's why they work in a cubicle That's why they ain't in this studio Only time I'm gonna be in a box is when putting that work in Or dead at my funeral, woah (They don't work like me) Aye, Aye I been working, working I been a slave I seen people murdered every day I can't hear the music over these shots That need to change, boy That need to stop I go Kamikaze for la Familia I want my girl with designer like "Panda" I got the juice and you're sipping the Fanta I'm going hard off the strength, doing damage Everything I do is not enough I make my own when I'm out of luck For you fake hoes I am out of love Just hit the plug, feeling powered up I got Devils on my shoulders I got ghosts up in my photos I got demons thinking they know me I guess they smoke getting too potent, ah no... Aye Every time I come around they like "where you been?" Aye I been working hard while they hardly working Aye 9 to 5 they ain't got no purpose Aye, Aye Rite Aid just a side job Save-A-Lot never saved nobody Im chasing dreams, they can stay some zombies I want the good life for me and my family I want Corona on a private island I want the whole world to stop all the violence I been working, working I been a slave Need international flights for the stages I want my passport running out of pages I want to see 100,000 faces singing my songs Singing my songs, aye I watch the whole world they doing it wrong They doing it wrong, aye Man, I'm just spreading the love When I get better I'm stepping it up I mix it and master, I sing it, I manage I work with producers, they showing me love Every day Every night Building me up Life is Empire destined to crush We never fall and we never budge They got me feeling like I am, like I am the one I am the one, aye Aye Aye Aye The Mighty The Mighty One