TEAM EFFORT 026 (WORK FOR ME)

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]

Mm, them niggas smile fake now

I don't ever wanna see 'em

Keep a rubber band 'round my paper

Let them niggas know the season

I write my wrong days down

Tell them bitches quit bitchin'

Tell them niggas quit lying

Tryna be most famous fuckin' Simpson

He kept his hand on his head

Kept my hand on his leg

A tear fell from my face

I felt like Santa is dead

You know the government telling us shit that I don't wanna hear

(What do you know about all the filth that's going on here, huh?)

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]

This that colored folks only

For my mama and my homies

They gave these lil' niggas money

And we made white folks love us

Still that nappy headed nigga

'Cept my head a lil' bigger

I'm still dirty and I'm black

But I'm real pretty like my bitch

I hear niggas talk down

I leave they bodies in a ditch

[Refrain 1: Merlyn Wood & Henock Sileshi]

Clapback season

Call that clapback season

(Bitch, you built like a PT Cruiser)

Clapback season

Call that clapback season

(You going at me, nigga? Fuck nigga... ole uncircumcised-dick-face-lookin'-ass-nigga)

Clapback season

Call that clapback season

(Boy, if you don't go [?] that hat you got on)

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]

I said fuck the government and started my own

I got three studios inside of my home

You gave these planned projects Grammys, nigga, we want some

We ain't tryin' for a chance, we want results

You was stealing power, and you still throw 'em with salt

Paid off student debts but my breath still ain't fell off

Nah, that's bars, woof woof, that's bars

Woof, that's bars, woof woof, that's bars

[Chorus: Merlyn Wood]

You can find me in the dirt like a fuckin' vegetable

And my niggas on the curb acting like some fuckin' fools

But you bet they do that work for me, work for me

Bitch, they do that work for me, work for me

You can find me in the dirt like a fuckin' vegetable

And my niggas on the curb acting like some fuckin' fools

But you bet they do that work for me, work for me

Bitch, they do that work for me, work for me

[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]

Get it goin', gotta go for mine

Know the devil work overtime

When I kept the timer, who sayin' [?]

True colors gon' always shine

Smoke the pain away to my face

Hundred days and I can't untrace

Cannot walk, can't afford no breaks

All my life, I worked to this place

All my life, I wanted this pace

All my life, I worked to expand

All my life, I done felt this brace

Now I'm here, and I got the meds

Hear me out, 'cause I got this plan

Your compliments came from underhand

Recreating my motherland

From the curb of my broken hands

[Chorus: Merlyn Wood]

You can find me in the dirt like a fuckin' vegetable

And my niggas on the curb acting like some fuckin' fools

But you bet they do that work for me, work for me

Bitch, they do that work for me, work for me

You can find me in the dirt like a fuckin' vegetable

And my niggas on the curb acting like some fuckin' fools

But you bet they do that work for me, work for me

Bitch, they do that work for me, work for me

[Verse 5: Matt Champion]

They should drive me, they should cab me

I'm an asshole, raw cut

Drippin' pure, I would drop

50 mil', for my bitch

On the wheel, grab the wheel

Body still, under my lip I'll keep kisses safe

Pop it right in, all you girl can say

All in Corona, keep lead on shoulder

My body heavy, lies on a boulder

I see the shit ball like snow

Black ball then black matte, I keep it on center

Wantin' the money, I'm wavin' a hunnid

Wantin' the rain, and I'm makin' it sunny

Wantin' my baby, it's not the time

Switchin' up, I can just see your vibe

I'm the jealous type, lonely nights

I ain't think of one, I ain't think of five

I'm thinking ten, 'head of ya

Better watch the time, better watch the time

[Refrain 2: JOBA]

It's not my fault that I like flashy things

It's not my fault that you get treated like an enemy

I'm not around when they come for me

I'm not around when they come for me

It's not my fault that I like flashy things

It's not my fault that you get treated like an enemy

I'm not around when they come for me

I'm not aroused when they come for me

[Verse 6: JOBA]

Sparkles in my eyes when I do my thing, do my thing

From my wrist to my iris when I do my thing, do my thing

My pearly whites turn diamond when I do my thing, do my thing

I do my thing, and to think that y'all made fun of me

When I was just a baby boy, my mama bought me a Huffy

Spray painted that shit gold with a can that I stole from Walmart

Then I got some pegs

Two in the front, two in the back, like

Man, I ain't been the same since

Just wanted to feel like a rich kid

Kind of like how I got my Charizard

When that kid traded it for a Pop-Tart

I swear I've been a hustler all my life, I'm just not hard, hee hee

But I've got this poker face

And I look you in the face

Eye contact, I do not break

You can keep my chain