Workin

[Hook: Skeme] I swear I don't know who worse These lame niggas or these square bitches They both be working my nerves It's so hard to tell who worse These lying bitches or these broke niggas They both be working my nerves Man I swear I don't know who worse These sucker niggas or these thirsty hoes They both be working my nerves Man I swear I don't know who worse These lame niggas or these square bitches They both be working my nerves [Verse 1: Skeme] Sox Gang nigga, make the world twist I'm on the throne and my lap where your girl sit Talk paper when you talking to the Duke Any other conversation nigga I just ain't concerned with Flow flame, burn haters in the third degree Niggas got to be deaf if they ain't heard of me I've been geeked by the week no sleep, no complaints out of me Young Skeme what all I'm [?] Keep a bitch in the back, a hoe in the front One blowing me down the other blowing me up I got a forty tucked, that's a forty to bust [?] I'm from Inglewood, they already know what's up Off-brand niggas talk sound foreign to us Get your lady, why the bitch keep blowing me up And you treat her like a queen but she be hoeing with us Duke! [Hook: Skeme] [Verse 2: Danny Loc] All these broke niggas get on my nerves And you gullible bitches believing everything you heard Real niggas like myself get everything we deserve Better learn nigga, we gon' [?] nigga on this private reserve And I'm a earn my respect, all my haters gonna remain wack If I don't got it, the big homie stay strapped Fame can't change a nigga lane cause I'm laidback Real hood nigga caught fades by the train tracks Why you steady fucking with me like you want some? But none of you niggas know what I come from Homies locked up, dead gone keep my head strong Breaking from the feds, that shit be looking like fun run Stayed down, I ain't dealing with the same clowns I've been out hear trying to make it happen since the playground Yeah my nigga Skeme hit me with a scheme and we hit the scene From the bottom, it ain't shit you can say now [Hook: Skeme] [Verse 3: Skeme, Danny Loc] And that's real shit, you a simp if you don't relate In the state pimping hoes and that's word to a skank At a bank see a bitch with a purse, I'm a snatch it Unattach your bitch, ways to make it happen Presidential rollie got me plotting about the White House Every time I drop a new flow rappers take a bite out Lately I've been shining, niggas want to turn my light out But the [?] never been the [?] problem [?] Woah! Niggas coming up from below Got a fat stack, I'm a class act with the flow Got a black mat, nigga better act like he know I don't trap shit but the sack fact for the whole hood Gotta get it unapologetic by my methods Murder be my profession that be on and off the record Me? I'm one of the illest that came up my section Only rappers I be feeling can test me are peacefully resting Hol' up