Hard Work lyrics

[Chorus]
I have put a lot of work in this sh*t everyday
I can never go back, I am here to stay
When you grow up in the ghetto, ain't no other way
My nephew gave me a pack and told me go hustling
I keep praying to God and devil still wants me
And I keep marching with the band, Like it's almost may
I am always on the corner, order anyway
Yeah I got a lot of streams but now it's time to get paid

[Verse 1]
Whatever you need, I got it
f*cking with me, get shot at
PTSD, I got it
All my enemies, get shot at
I ain't around no more, I ain't gon' make no more
Spread ready? for war
Everyone diеs when I settle this war
All of my opps thеy are no more
All of my businesses hands on
Selling everything I get my hands on
Suck on my di*k but get your nails done
?
It's a blessing waking up when you live with a pirate

[Pre-Chorus]
When you from the bottom then you can only go up
While you make a bag, everybody will show up
f*ckin on your b*tch she can never get enough
It's cold on the streets ain't nobody showing love

[Chorus]
I have put a lot of work in this sh*t everyday
I can never go back, I am here to stay
When you grow up in the ghetto, ain't no other way
My nephew gave me a pack and told me go hustling
I keep praying to God and devil still wants me
And I keep marching with the band, Like it's almost may
I am always on the corner, order anyway
Yeah I got a lot of streams but now it's time to get paid

[Verse 2]
Got a business meeting soon, I can't be late
What I think about, it's getting fade
I can't slow down, tired of the wait
It if it doesn't make me money , then your b*tch can wait
What, hey, I don't know your name
I don't know your face, get the f*ck out this place
Loco loco ? f*ck around ?
I will never be second
[Pre-Chorus]
When you from the bottom then you can only go up
While you make a bag, everybody will show up
f*ckin on your b*tch she can never get enough
It's cold on the streets ain't nobody showing love

[Chorus]
I have put a lot of work in this sh*t everyday
I can never go back, I am here to stay
When you grow up in the ghetto, ain't no other way
My nephew gave me a pack and told me go hustling
I keep praying to God and devil still wants me
And I keep marching with the band, Like it's almost may
I am always on the corner, order anyway
Yeah I got a lot of streams but now it's time to get paid