Work To Do

Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do, aye Excuse me, I don't know how to write offensive lines But will you see how I react when you cross all my lines? You abusin' what you thought was a weakness of my mind Without deducin' that I was really just tryna be kind, huh These niggas talkin' to me like I'm sorta kinda These niggas lookin' at me sideways like a mime, bruh These niggas couldn't keep me quiet, I'll remind ya that These niggas don't know how to navigate their minds, bruh These days, niggas be tryna get out their lane quicker From the head to the socks, look like the same nigga Veejay, pass it around the group of the same niggas Pass it, you don't know how to puff, you'll be in pain, nigga These days, we don't know how to look at the bigger picture See the frame, and suddenly you's a gold digger Peep fame, and now you wanna be a public figure Could be Little Richard, but you wanna be a little richer Damn Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do, aye You couldn't afford the 4-for-4; fast forward, now you got the Biggie Bag bag You studied proportions of forced extortion F*ck a backboard, now you got a swish tag And a swish tag? I'mma brick that Talkin' like I don't be brickin' for my brick bag Why you illin' like you wanna go for click-clack? I'm a musician but they got me doing quick raps So now I spit facts Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do Yeah we got work to do, we got work to do, aye