Work

[Intro] Yeah Let me talk to y'all for a second [Verse 1] First off, let me say I have respect For all the 9-5'ers that be slavin' for a check I used to be that little motherfucker at Panera Bread Washin' dirty dishes prayin' for another pair of legs I was standin' eight hours at a time With a nice hot shower on my mind, man that's all I wanted I learned a lot workin' with a bunch of convicted felons I'm talkin' real OGs that'll split your melon But as time passed, we all got mad cool They heard my first tape and said I was "that dude" I still remember havin' minor problems at school This big motherfucker followed me to work, went berserk Butt hurt cause I shit on his whole rap crew My co-workers said "he ain't gonna attack you, unless he tryin' to fade me" And we could get it G And if not, you should let it be, homie I work [Hook (x2)] They sayin' "yo, where the hell you been"? I ain't seen you in a minute damn, now you got a Benz Now you got a crib, shit how you get them ends? Damn son, yo I thought that we was friends Homie I work [Verse 2] In '07, me and Rai was workin' Patty's Pizza About a year before I started slangin' bags of reefer Yeah and we ain't know nothin' bout cookin' So these dudes had to teach us and we wasn't really slackin' neither In the beginnin', we was supposed to be deliverin' But that fell through and I think it was deliberant Yeah, probably cause we acted like some big clowns Showin' up late and givin' everybody discounts Man, I probably took a pizza home every night I got some crazy shit, yeah I tried every type I swear the place was losin' money, shit they had to I was straight loungin' on my phone up in the bathroom That's until this one chick went and snitched on us Showed her true colors, turned into a bitch on us But I ain't got no regrets, I had a lot of fun Eatin' good and stackin' 'til our pockets numb Homie I work [Hook] [Verse 3] I was makin' dirty money for a while Shit is wild, if I told you about the drama goin' down But I'm proud to say I caught a break in 2008 Started workin' at the label, learned about the game Yeah, I had braces at the time So I know they wouldn't never take me serious as an artist Instead I built relationships and stayed up on the grind And armed myself with knowledge that I couldn't learn in college, uh But I still went to school, I had that ambition And when I graduated, boy I made that transition Strictly music 'til I make it And when I say "make it" I ain't stoppin' 'til the world see my damn vision Come to life, I ain't one to quit I never blame nobody else cause I ain't damn sure the one to bitch So tell the haters they can suck a dick I ain't gonna stop 'til we fuckin' rich Homie I work [Hook]