Work 2 Do

Lyrics

I got work to do, I'm on the grind, love (x4) [Verse 1: SkyBlew] Yeah, I got a j-o-b So you alphabet boys cannot a-b-c me Girl in my way, why you tryna distract me? Don't you see I'm tryna make our dreams a reality? Spittin' that fire, hasn't ever been watered down Tryna represent Chapel Hill, my town Tryna get you out the hood, tryna treat my mama good On the grind, no skateboard, is that understood? When they see you doing good, then they try to put you on the level they on, but I'm tryna put us on So listen to the song, memorize every word And think back when you start to get the urge To ask why I'm in the studio every night 'cause I'm tryna show you to the path of a better life You ain't gotta work 'cause I got it taken care of All you gotta do is show me love and keep your hair up [Chorus] I got a job rocking mics 9-to-5, love Late nights, putting in overtime, love Don't you wanna live a better life, love? When I get home, I'ma make it right, love But now I got work to do, I'm on the grind, love I got work to do, I'm on the grind, love (x3) [Verse 2: Azon Blaze] I'm on the grind so hard times don't exist here I'm a wizard with that work, making mountains out of molehills Oh hell, baby please, don't bother me I'm 'bout to lay this track then chillax with my homies I'll be home by midnight so please have on your skin tights I know that made you grin, right? So we gon' have a good night, right, I'm getting back to this work Making the magic happen, snapping in the booth, rap Ervin Johnson [?], stuntin' like Bronson Pierce tracks, no needles and lobes, no problem If you ain't working, don't blame it on the market Stop looking for a spot like that stain on the carpet Just get on your grind and the money comes behind Keep it [?] so your money won't decline And be a good samaritan 'cause karma doesn't lie So please stay on your grind and you gon' live back to life [Chorus] I got a job rocking mics 9-to-5, love Late nights, putting in overtime, love Don't you wanna live a better life, love? When I get home, I'ma make it right, love But now I got work to do, I'm on the grind, love I got work to do, I'm on the grind, love (x3) [Verse 3: Lil Boss] Yup, don't know how to clock out When I'm under pressure, I was taught to box out [?] yeah I'm 'bout to pop out Pull up at the spot, now I'm 'bout to hop out Never making a mistake Never took a job that was more than I can take Get a bag of weed, sell it 'til [?] Money out the ass, I need Preparation H