I Work Hard lyrics

by

OJ da Juiceman


[Verse 1]
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
On the block with the crack and the midget
n*ggas trying to haunt me like they running with the coppers
Want to rob me, see me make them stupid ass n*ggas
Posted at the gas station, hand-to-hand pitching
Clayco pulled up, now I'm running from the snitches
Seven days trapping, now I'm stunting on them b*tches
Hoes, they in love with me, they wanna get new b*tches

[Hook]
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets
I work hard, dog, trying to see a million
I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets
I work hard, dog, trying to see a million
I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

[Verse 2]
Young n*gga there, young n*gga here
f*ck with me, shawty, this a young n*gga year
Truckload backing in, truckload backing out
So much f*cking mid in this trap house
Boy, I'm plugged in, yes, my hands in
Got that mild mid, got that loud mid
Got a juug for 50 pounds, I call Mario
That young n*gga, Chaz? That's my little bro
I'm posted on the Grove with B. Ceezy moving beans
My life green and white, [?] and 4K
Married to the game, my wife name is Mary Jane
Waka Flocka Flame, that's my stage name
Learn the real name before you judge this young n*gga
Ask a lame n*gga and ask these f*ck n*ggas
I don't play with n*ggas, games is not played
Stunt, ball, keep it real and do my f*cking thing

[Hook]
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets
I work hard, dog, trying to see a million
I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets
I work hard, dog, trying to see a million
I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

[Interlude]
Yeah, n*gga
And I'm not using no red rag or this lime green flag
To move on in life, partner
This sh*t one hundred, n*gga
Matter of fact, this sh*t is five hundred to three hundred, n*gga
What's happening with that, pus*y ass n*gga?
And you know I f*ck with everybody, n*gga
Everybody f*ck with me, n*gga
This sh*t strong right here, partner
And I ain't talking about muscles, n*gga
'Cause I don't lift sh*t, n*gga
Whole motherf*cking Fab 5, man
Free my n*gga Chaz
What it do, Slim? What it do, Dae Dae?
Trap, what's happening, man?
You know this sh*t 'bout
B. Ceezy, P. Ceeze

[Hook]
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets
I work hard, dog, trying to see a million
I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets
I work hard, dog, trying to see a million
I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling

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